I try too hard. I know this, but I also know that one day they will grow up and move away. They won’t be jumping into bed with us at three am because of a nightmare, or ask for friends to sleep over, or if I can please please make a gluten-free cupcake for the one boy in her class who can only eat gluten-free and yes it’s 10:00 at night but I just remembered, mom.
Author: Adria Giordano
Have you ever imagined something happening one way, and in reality, when it actually happens, it’s nothing like you imagined? Well, that is exactly what happened to me last week. Let me preface my story by telling you a little about me and my adventurous/risk-taking side. As the oldest child of three, I tend to
There is this pile on my counter. On my kitchen counter. It’s been there since June 16. The last day of school. It’s technically not sitting right on the counter, but in a wicker basket, because putting stuff in a basket makes it more organized. Well it seems more organized. It’s a pile of papers,
