I was browsing Wish last night and came across the most fabulously brazen knock-offs ever.


I was browsing Wish last night and came across the most fabulously brazen knock-offs ever.
My Instagram account just got followed by a 12-year-old and his content is just what you’d expect. My 10-year-old is NOT getting on social media anytime in the foreseeable future.
Aaron and I got some unexpected Quality Time yesterday evening when Connor got invited to spend the night at a friend’s house. It turned into a bonus Date Night, with dinner out, thrifting, and coffee… but with more quality time thrown in once we got home, since we didn’t feel obligated to stay out longer to get our money’s worth.
Continue readingI don’t feel like adulting today. So says my brain as I’m interrupted from paying bills by my son who is requesting pancakes.
We made it! Red-black belts for both of us.
Mr. Turner seems to think I’ll be testing for my black belt come June… we’ll see.
Connor is surprisingly motivated to prepare for his own black belt test. I suggested that we could practice together to ramp up to the 100 non-stop push-ups we’ll need to crank out, and he was totally on board. He even coaxed me to run a mile with him on Saturday afternoon, since that’s also part of the belt test.
I’m curious to see how long his motivation lasts. (Or my own.)