Becoming a family of 4

Ava had just turned one year old. It was the beginning of June and Garrett's high school wrestling coach was visiting with his family. I had a strange craving, beer; I am not a beer drinker. Garrett and I joked about the craving as it was something that accompanied me during my pregnancy with Ava.... Continue Reading →

A mom in suburbia: 33 signs

My 22 year old self would laugh so hard at this list. The writing is on the wall, I am a middle aged woman trapped in the mainland. I actually think the gift of appliances is kind of romantic. Thanks hunnie for my sexy miele vacuum. Yes, that fresh scent is essential oils mixed in... Continue Reading →

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