Pretty Bitty Bugs

Sometimes it’s hard to be a mom. I don’t mean the day-to-day ‘mom-ing’ like changing diapers, wiping bottoms, fixing meals, kissing boo-boos...

Yes. It’s the end of the world. Life as we know it will never be the same. And here’s why—there is a teeny tiny little glimmer of hope tha...

Yesterday was such a beautiful spring day, so the kiddos and I decided to spend a little bit of our Easter afternoon outside. The apartment ...

I don't expect this to be earth-shattering for anyone, but I updated the look on the blog! I think this one is more 'me.' And si...

I have had much on my mind lately that I’ve wanted to write about, but I haven’t because I’ve been tired, lazy, and busy. Or some combinati...

Being a mom can be incredibly frustrating. To give you a little taste of what I mean, let me tell you about the goings-on at my house just ...

I’m like that evil robot that Syndrome built in The Incredibles. I have become self-aware. I don’t know how else to describe the amazing thi...