For Moms with Tiny Humans

"My son spit on me today."  This is a text message I received from my best friend followed by "I want to stab him in the face with a fork."  Meanwhile, I was reading a book on my couch wearing whitestrips and a charcoal peel-off mask.  Talk about a Freaky Friday dynamic.  I don't know... Continue Reading →

Forge On

The Oscars have come and gone and it's March.  How can this be?  I walked into the grocery the other day and St. Paddy's day everything is ready for purchase!  I am sure that's exactly how Saint Patrick wanted to be remembered every year.  He wanted the masses to drink until they couldn't speak and... Continue Reading →

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