I catch a glance at the time and cringe. I have about ten minutes before the effort it would take to get them out the door wouldn't be worth the energy it would take to get them ready. I head to their room to wake them in spite of my ongoing, hopeless monologue. Cypress, my… Continue reading T.H.I.N.K. Method
Do you remember the story from grade school about the little boy who had the no good, rotten, stinking day? I was thinking about that after I had what seemed to be a really rotten day not too long ago. It all started at Target. Which is crazy right? Like what mom can have a… Continue reading It’s All Good.