Move over – there’s a new sheriff in
I have a confession that I’m keeping from my husband to make and it’s a bad one: readers, I’ve fallen in love with someone else.
Life lessons from my toddler
SHE may not know how to feed, dress or entertain herself, but,
I’m over being over over-confidence
MANY moons ago, when I was growing up, being categorized as ‘cocky’ was a fate worse than death.
The greatest gift of all…
ALTHOUGH the Christmas season is fast receding, my mind is still on gifts – and
UNTIL LM I considered myself very much a morning person.
ALTHOUGH I may be a fully-fledged grown up mother, some days – like today – I actually feel more like a big yellow bath sponge.
The long walk to freedom
(with apologies to Nelson Mandela)
This week we hit another milestone – when I flipped the seat of the pram and LM became front facing.
“HOW (on earth) did that happen?”
The year in review…
THURSDAY it happened – the big ball dropped in our tiny version of Times Square and LM turned one.