Do you want to know a secret? When I try to take “nice” pictures of my girls I turn into a whining, pleading, bribing, yelling, exasperated mess. There is a reason that whenever you see pictures of my kids they are half naked with crazy hair and breakfast still stuck to their faces. (And not…
I am thankful for laundry, because it means we have (clean) clothes to wear. I am thankful for dirty dishes, because they mean that we have (good) food to eat. I am thankful for toys all over the floor, because they make my girls happy (most of the time.) I am thankful for messy girls…
Today I am thankful for cookies. Is that too lame? But, really, I am. That last two days have been foggy, and dark all day. So dark that while eating breakfast at 9:00 (long after the sun had come up) Annika asked if it was time to go to bed. I was puzzled. She responded…
