Last week was one hell of a week at work. Every single day just plain sucked. Thursday was just full of aggravation, deep breathing, and counting the minutes until I could pour a glass of wine. By 2:3o I was ready to start throwing pens like I was at darting practice. But then my husband… Continue reading Sometimes a Bad Day Just Needs A Little Ariel
A 7 year old and his harmonica, BEFORE I’ve had my coffee. Oh no. “Did you like my song? I’m just so good at music. Want to hear another one?” I had no words. Send java. Stat.
The first graders do “Muffins with Mom” every year. It’s the cutest thing. This is my last year with a little first grader sigh. They say a poem, sing some songs, and then we have muffins. Finn was SO over-the-moon excited for our Muffins with Mom. He was talking about it all week, but not… Continue reading My Last Muffins With Mom
