This was Monday morning. Even after I called his name and opened the blinds, he was still completely out.
He’s had this twin bed since he was little, and seeing him all sprawled across it now is kind of surreal. In a cool kind of way.
This was Monday morning. Even after I called his name and opened the blinds, he was still completely out.
He’s had this twin bed since he was little, and seeing him all sprawled across it now is kind of surreal. In a cool kind of way.
I realized this morning that when my cat paws at the bedsheet, he’s not trying to climb under the covers and snuggle with me.
Nope, he’s trying to pull down the sheet so I’ll get out of bed.
Yet another unexpected parenting moment: explaining to my pre-teen son how to wash his shoulder-length hair in the shower without getting it tangled.
Yes, son, I had hair much longer than yours for the first 30-plus years of my life. I know a thing or two about hair care. 🤣
I cooked with Ethiopian spices for the first time yesterday. This morning, my kitchen still smells exotic and delicious.
Today’s reminder to double-check all the things: While machine-darning my husband’s shorts, I sewed the pocket lining to the leg. Real good, too, I might add. My only option was to cut the pocket away from the darning, which made for another hole to mend.