Bedfellows, Buddies and Berber – Oh my!

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Having spent the past six days with a sick child, we are thrilled to start today off with a completely healthy household. The crowd goes wild! Our routine is back. And again, the crowd goes wild.

Charlie spent three nights sleeping with me, in Mommy and Daddy’s bed. And Daddy – well, Daddy slept on the couch. Last night, Charlie was ready, willing and able to return to his bed. Immediately, Joe asked if he could sleep in Mommy and Daddy’s bed. Daddy said yes. I had to work and wasn’t home, so Daddy actually got to sleep in the bed.

When we were putting Joe to bed, he said “If you snore, Daddy. Don’t. Because I hate that.” Continue reading “Bedfellows, Buddies and Berber – Oh my!”

This Title Has Nothing to do with This Post but Joe does

As I look at you – yes, you – through the screen on your computer, I must tell you, “I have a headache.” There. I said it.

I want to write a post. I want to write an entertaining post. But my head pounds with pressure; it pounds with pressures of parenting, pressures of employment, pressures of finances, pressures of deadlines, pressures of health and pressures of obligations. Can you relate? Yes, I know you can. Continue reading “This Title Has Nothing to do with This Post but Joe does”