The F-word.

I'm not my best at 4am. Then again, show me someone who is. Last night, everyone I live with made a¬†subconscious¬†decision to be very much awake and in some sort of need at 4am. My son woke up to pee. Innocent enough, and while I'm very proud, he did it in a shrieking, freaking, panic-y... Continue Reading →

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