I can’t even be mad, because I get it. Only a year ago, I was her. Now I could literally give zero shits.
That smell alone was a treat; it was a harbinger of something special. It was movie night.
I decided to serve as a common serf to learn how the kingdom was run. As a result, I find myself tasked with the modern-day equivalent of “hamlet rat catcher.
Why are other people always telling me what is good for my marriage and family?
It's a game played by exhausted parents around the country—trying to have sex without your kids barging in.
It’s emotional for us when people turn to look at our kids. And when their stares linger, it’s hard to handle. But some things aren't what they seem.