Lately the Toddler has a fascination with locking herself in the bathroom and doing various things in there to amuse herself… playing in the sink, flushing little pieces of toilet paper, going through my make-up bag, making faces in the mirror, etc. This, though, is the most recent predicament she got herself in while playing…
It’s hard to believe that Thanksgiving week has come and gone and yet, somehow, we are still not sleeping at the new house. {This means, of course, that we are still staying with my mom… much to her delight, I’m sure}. If ever you have wanted to evaluate how well you dust, how much stuff…
I don’t think it matters whether you’re moving across the country or across the street, moving is hard. I can’t imagine that anyone likes to move, but I know some people who are good at getting it done. They pack well, they plan well, they purge well, and they seamlessly transition from one dwelling to…
As I’ve mentioned a time or two before… I never know what news {or what kind of moods} will await me when I go to pick the girls up from preschool. Yesterday I arrived to see the Preschooler proudly wearing a big “I’m a Super Star” sticker and beaming as she bounced down the ramp…