Well kiddo, you made it to January. To paraphrase Mr. Bon Jovi: You’re half way there.
With the shortest days (and longest nights) of the year, midwinter can certainly…
Well, I’m back after a very much-needed holiday and I’m feeling good! It was so nice to really slow down for 2 weeks and enjoy some quality time with my daughter before I have to divide my attention between two kids.
I’m a rule follower. Breaking the rules has always caused me an immense amount of stress.
Remember Choose Your Own Adventure books? As a child of the 1980s, I LOVED these books.
January is famous for self-reflection and setting resolutions for an improved year.
Since having kids, I’ve discovered that picky eating is a bit of a hot topic. I’ve heard the phrase “I’m not a short order cook” uttered by frustrated parents many times.
I truly hate throwing food in the trash. It’s so wasteful and makes me feel so guilty. Bananas are a staple in our home, and always the first to start browning.
Life can surprise you at any time, whether it be with the good, or the bad.
The word “resolution” used to make my skin crawl. When people would ask me what my resolutions were for the upcoming year, in most cases, I would stare at them blankly.