A Good Weekend

When you have littles, “the weekend” takes on a completely different meaning. Back in my single days (or dating days), “the weekend” meant a break from work, the option to sleep in, meeting up with friends, mimosa brunches, paddling on the river, bike rides, snowshoeing, whatever the season offered. It was dreamy. Weekends ruled. Weekends…Read more »

Do the Butt Dance!

My kids have me very well trained. No, it’s NOT the other day around, sadly. My children are adorable, loving, smart –  and completely feral. (They do say please and thank you, because they’re smart enough to know that’s how they get what they want – but the manners basically end there.) Our morning routine is…Read more »