The Chores Got Done (and other astonishing things happening in my house)
“…Be real with me, lady. Tell me about the days you slumped against your door and cried for 45 minutes, completely sure you were screwing it all up. Then we can talk.”
It’s All About You
My daughters and I were lazily walking through the mall the other day, and we passed by a clothing store advertising their fall line of sweaters, jackets, and all things pants. On the display window of said store, in bold but discreet lettering, was listed different styles you could find inside. At the end of this list, a phrase caught my eye: It’s all about you.
I stopped dead in my tracks.
Cookie Dough and Righteousness
Sometimes we make cookies. Usually they are not from scratch, and I don’t apologize for that. I have a lot going on, most of which revolves around my family, so therefore, if I can’t provide homemade cookies for them they will have to cope with that reality in their lives.
The Faith of My Dog
Meet Max. He’s a cool dog and everyone loves him. I appreciate that about him, he builds bridges where I probably could not. He makes everyone more comfortable when he’s around. He will bring you a tennis ball and play fetch or he will just sit next to you and take a nap. He’s just a great guy.