This is how wives tales and urban legends get started.
A while ago, Laylee and I were having a conversation and she COULD NOT concentrate on what I was saying because I kept closing my eyes.
Me: No I’m not.
Laylee: Yes you are. Please STOP!
Me: I’m just blinking.
Laylee: Please don’t do it. [...]
And mostly because Tuesdays have become days of insanity where my head repeatedly exands and contracts on the verge of explosion, Tip Tuesday is morphing into Weekend Tip-Off. It will be up and running this Saturday. I hope you still come by and play.
This person
is finally old enough to attend our church nursery after nearly 18 months of chaos. I want to buy new cars for all of the nursery workers or at the very least wash their current cars’ windshields with my tears of joy.
Seeing Magoo clap his hands and yell “Yay-MEN!” after a prayer in [...]
Well, I’m usually clean. The good news is, my kitchen has been clean for over 24 hours.
I decided yesterday that since I could not, in fact, keep my house clean as long as Laylee and Magoo were still residing in it, I could pick the one room I can control and set it up [...]
The thing I like most about the monitor is that you don’t have to guess what these people are saying.
How old were your kids when you stopped using a monitor?
