Monthly Archives: May 2017
Look at me! I’m so strong. I moved 500 lbs of mulch last weekend and I can now open a pickle jar without help or tricks! But you still make me cry.
Finally getting around to taking a pic of my oldest’s last day of school. No, I’ve got nothing to compare it to. Yep, I didn’t take a pic of him on his first day either. The world hasn’t stopped.
They’re constantly fighting, tattling, challenging each other. “Momma, momma, momma” Jackson has a habit, an annoying one (yes, I said that!), he asks the same question at least twice every time he has one. That’s only every other minute. He … Continue reading
You’re going to agree to do a lot of shit you don’t want to do because people say you’re going to miss your kids being young. You’re also going to feel guilty and selfish when you sit on your ass … Continue reading
Early to rise makes me…a tired, working, full-time parent.
I have no idea why I’m permanently exhausted.
Just removed a tick from my oldest son’s balls. Got my annual physical results back. My biggest fear is my liver failing me from drinking. It’s good! This shit calls for a beer!