My Father’s Day story is just like a lot of my family stories…wonderfully different. You see I never met my biological father. I think I know his name. I think he may have tried to visit me once. But I can’t say any of those things in certainty. The strange thing is, I’m ok with…
I knew from the phone conversations and text messages with M that we would hit it off. I just loved watching their family interact. They were so laid back and calm and plain ol fun. Their little girl G is so happy and so loving. It’s obvious how much she adores her family and how…
So soon this family of two will become a family of three. I can’t help but think back to my pregnancy days and how it felt just before we became a family of three. There is truly nothing to prepare you for the moment you become a parent. Books, the internet, friends, family, and gadgets…
This one has been a long time coming. What do I do when I have a day with one of my very favorite families…and the woman I text for momma tips randomly…all the time? Just fill up all my memory cards is all. I loved reading every little bit of info that Mary Ann sent…
Okay…I just love little C. He is another little boy that is just plain ol’ happy. His momma and daddy say that he’s really always like this. He’s sweet, fun loving, independent, and happy. He loves his rain boots and jumping in puddles. He saw some good puddles to jump in…minus the rain boots. Luckily…
