I am in between photo-editing software and laptops right now and it’s killing my creative output. Luckily I have my iPhone and motherhood.
One of our eight ice skates got peed upon (let’s just say a dog did it) but I couldn’t tell which one because they were bagged together and forgotten in the trunk for at least a month. Also? Bathing your ice skates feels very Canadian.
Visual aids as to when all fuckery must cease and desist.
My three-year-old suddenly and with great certainty believes she requires a purse and so a purse she was given.
When you dig through two crumbling packages of pretzels to find enough full-sized ones for your son’s lunch, that’s motherhood.
This might seem like a random stick to you and me, but to someone else is it *HER* STICK and one morning it broke, so I fixed it. I fixed a stick.
We had a crusty, angry morning and so while he was at school I went shopping. What? He needs all these things anyway … is what I tell myself and my husband.
Farrah and I go swimming every Tuesday but this week she fell off the bench in the locker room and landed on the back of her skull.
The lump came so fast and grew so large that it scared me. Three different people from the First Aid station helped us with rubber gloves full of ice and a period of careful observation. Thank you Aquadome Staff. We come to you for fun but now are grateful for your care. (Click pic for link.)
How have you been? Is there ever a moment when you’re not doing something absolutely bonkers?