Last week's blog led to an outpouring of support for my family and we have felt all your love and prayers as we wait to find
My daughter is sick. And it's scary, because we don't know what's going on. She's been pulled from school until the results of testing are known, and the waiting is killing her dad and me.
So I went grocery shopping Sunday in advance of what turned out to be not a whole lot of snow, and as I was getting into the car something scratched my right hand.
One of the least pleasant aspects of parenting is getting the children on board with chores.
Last week, I posted about how my sister blogger Christi came and helped me get my garage organized and helped create my new pantry.
My pal Christi, who blogs with us here at Moms.Fort Wayne.com, is a true life-saver.
There comes a time in a person's life when missing the hot New Year's Eve party would be a terrible thing. This is not one of those times.
It's 1 a.m., approximately. I can't really see the clock from across the room.
So another birthday has come and gone, bringing me ever closer to the last birthday I'll have. That's a cheerful thought!
Santa, baby, I've been an awfully good girl this year, so hurry down the chimney and bring me the following: