the final single digit
It’s the final year of decade of parenthood, and I can’t believe we’re there now.
It’s the final year of decade of parenthood, and I can’t believe we’re there now.
As I officially embrace being a “thirty-something”, my (not so)little boy will have his final single-digit birthday in just a few weeks.
I contemplated the busyness and the hours I’ve lost worrying about whether or not I’m “doing it right” or “doing it well enough”.
Smoothie bowls differ a little bit from smoothies in that they’re thicker, and thus harder to consume via a straw.
What’s not to love about whiter teeth and a better clean feeling?