My dear girl, just a word of advise. When you want to lay next to a boy, arms intertwined, giving each other kisses: Make sure his mom is out of site. She was definitely not smiling. Also, do not let your dad find out about it. You are two years old and he is already… Continue reading Kissed the Girls and Made Them Cry
Arrhenphobia is the fear of men. I am secretly praying Boston will have this one during her high school years. Automysophobia is the fear of being dirty. Oh, what I would give for my kids to have just a touch of this one! Blennophobia, the fear of slime–no Goosebumps’ episodes for these individuals. Personally, I think… Continue reading Arrhenphobia–the Fear of Men
Was I told a lie? Are you not as big as they said? Are You really a bit more, well, human like, than I was made to believe? We were at the San Francisco Bay when my little girl fell on the wood pier. We quickly spotted two deep splinters in her hand and tried to remove… Continue reading Is God Not as Big as I Was Told?
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