My weak spot is vomit. This mommy does not do vomit. Some moms hug and sooth their children as the front of their clothes are covered in the stuff. I just can’t. Automatic gag reflex. Luckily my wonderful husband takes care of it. I don’t know what I would do with out him. I would… Continue reading Mama Don’t Do Puke
My Avery (my first born) is eleven. He’s an old man with a white furry face. He’s slowed down quite a bit and has lost some weight and spunk. My husband and I keep saying, “this might be his last summer.” Well he showed us up today in the backyard. He had a ball playing… Continue reading The Old Puppy
I’ve written about it before and it’s still happening. I’m sure it happens to all of us. At least that’s what I tell myself. You set out to do ONE task, just one task and it takes you hours to complete because you constantly start on other things mid-task. It’s a spiral. One thing leads… Continue reading Still Experiencing Adult ADD
