I have just decided that raising small children is a lot like being addicted to a hardcore drug. It has amazing ups, and life threatening downs, and you end up doing things in public you never every thought you would.
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Cheese Sticks and a bad attitude
Yesterday Little Chef was a grumpy little thing. I now realize it was because he was coming down with something because he had a case of the pukeys this morning. He had to call his Tante Lexi and tell her all about it because apparently that’s what we do in this family. Monday morning, I […]