From the category archives:
“I don’t have any clean shorts to wear,” Anna says, holding back her tears as she walks into the living room, holding the shirt she picked out to wear for the day. Like a knife in my heart, this is one of the times of the day when my motherly instincts collide with my lack [...]
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I’m not a fancy cook. I take that back – I’m not a cook at all. Long-time readers and fans* of my blog know this already. I can fix food, I can whip together a dinner of hot dogs and canned pears like a champ, and I have an arsenal of approximately five good meals [...]
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Claire slept until 9:45. I got out of bed at 10:10. We ate breakfast at 10:30. Right now it’s 11:30, I’m not wearing a bra, one kid wearing only underwear, and the other in just a swimsuit top. Summer has officially begun.
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You know you have a messy house when you share a picture of it being clean in the hopes that people will congratulate you for its cleanliness rather than just keeping said house clean for longer than the approximate 2.8 hours it will actually stay clean.
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UPDATE BELOW. *sigh* Unlike my mother, I’m not known for my laundry-doing abilities. My mother’s passion for laundry was not passed down to me, the same way her ability to whip up a meal out of the contents of her pantry and fridge was skipped over me and stayed with my sister. I did, however, [...]
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