Tagged with #memoir

Because I’m all about not taking myself too seriously

I had a feeling that we’d all be paying a price for Colman going on his first Boy Scout campout and it turned out that feeling was spot on. Colman had one overnight campout for his Boy Scout troop or den–Whatever–and he came home rundown, tired and sick. One night. I put a majority of … Continue reading


Monkey business

Rowan comes in our room every morning at the crack of dawn to “snuggle.” I love it, but I just want to snuggle. I don’t want to talk, but he’s always full of burning questions. Like this morning–Some might argue it was the middle of the night–Rowan asked in his most rested and chipper voice, … Continue reading