A Day in the Life

"Wow! You've got your hands full!" I smile and nod as I manuever my way through the waiting room, lugging the infant carrier, trying not to knock the people I pass in the head or shoulder. I watch as the older three attack the play area, praying that there's no fights or trips to the... Continue Reading →


Not because you told me to

Mrs. Piggle Wiggle always knew what to do. Parents would come to her, looking for a cure for their "thought-you-saiders" and "slow-eater-tiny-bite-takers." At the end of each chapter the child was cured. It was like a literary sitcom. Recently I feel like I've contracted one of the ailments from the book, I am an Answer-Backer.... Continue Reading →


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