Life Lessons from My Eight-Year-Old Self
The autobiography I penned at age eight begins with this: How it all started… When I was young I had some troubles. I had started to grow up to be a very spastic child. Every time I got mad I held my breath until I passed out. My mom was scared. It is a handwritten […]
This Boy
It’s inconceivable that I had my last baby 11 years ago. For awhile, it seemed having babies was all I did. But today, my youngest hits Same-Double-Digits. (You’ve heard that story a million times, haven’t you? My kids still like to taunt me with it, though. No one in this family forgets ANYTHING.) 11 on […]