Some days, the only artistic thing I get to do is express myself via pancakes. I’m not very good at it yet, but I’m getting one morning a week of practice… which is more than I can say for other hobbies I used to have pre-tiny-humans!
Bedtime Approaches; Fear the Carrot…
Tonight was just your average night. Finish with work, pick up kids, haul them up the 22 stairs into the house… breathe… (maybe!) And start dinner. Oh dinner. How I’ve come to hate thee. Virtually every parent of a toddler anywhere knows what I’m talking about. Especially if they have the dreaded “picky eater.” Which is, you know, probably almost all of them. At least one per household if you made multiples. “What would you like for dinner, Liam?” “I DON’T WANT DINNER! I WANT JUICE! AND CHEESE!” That’s… pretty much how every night starts. Various attempts ensue… I try… Read More »