I Am Your Mother. I Have Proof.

For Mother’s Day my son made me card. It included this lovely acrostic which implies that I am a keeper. This card also came with what I would call a coupon, but my son insists is a credit card, that gets me “one free set the table’. Sweet, right? When dinner time rolled around I […]

Burn Me

I was having this lovely conversation with my children about how much I loved them and how happy their father and I were that we got them as kids. I told them how much all of their grandparents loved them and how much their Aunt and Uncle loved them. Somehow this turned into a math lesson […]