The purée literally jumped four feet in the air and came splashing down on his head.

The purée literally jumped four feet in the air and came splashing down on his head.
One tiny giggle kept these three alive for over a decade and counting.
The kids are tired, the air is cold, and we’re way too far away from our starting point.
Without them, I would wallow in my own mind during times when my own mind is the most dangerous place to wallow in.
What came next could have destroyed me, if I let it.
Your kid is watching. You can’t scream. You can’t yell. You can’t say all the bad things you’re dying to say.
I never know what fatherhood surprises are lurking around the corner.
Some moments she’s my little princess. Other moments she’s the evil queen.
I know that every cent spent is a minute earned burned, but she doesn’t.
Why do I have to physically stop myself from bringing in a plate of pizza bagels and taking a seat in the circle?
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