#PBAmbassador: the day the beans didn’t fit [sponsored]
The simple truth is this: F is growing up faster than I want to admit.
The simple truth is this: F is growing up faster than I want to admit.
Don’t make self-care the frou-frou thing we so often pretend it is and push it lower and lower down your list of important things to do.
Every time I walk between my parents’ home and my Nanny’s home I am struck by the changelessness of their place. It’s a journey I’ve made hundreds of thousands of times in my life – down the little hill to Nanny and Papa’s. The miles I put on my legs and bicycles and imagination over… Continue reading changeless
I’d love to be able to promise that it will never happen again, that I’m going to stop everything I’m doing to listen intently or to look at the gross bug he discovered on the sidewalk but I can’t.
Throwing food is therapeutic. Cleaning up the melty cheese is not.