Monchichi has diarreah. Hey. It’s no picnic for me. Why should I sugarcoat it for you? We are on what feels like day 56, but really it’s been about 72 hours.Today I decided to call his doctor’s office, so that I could once again be reassured that there was nothing they could do and that eventually…
A Tiny Glimpse Into the Inner-Workings of a Miracle
“Did you have a good day at school today baby?”“No.” “Do you like riding on the bus?”“No.” “Are you hungry?”“No.” “Do you love mommy?”“No.” “Do you want to go potty?”“No.” “Do you want to watch Lightning McQueen?”“………yeth” Unconcerned with how much he really understandsMarveling at how perfect the little stinker’s “No” soundsSort of misleadingAs if…
There Are A lot of Pissed Off Kids at the Happiest Place on Earth
Two weeks ago our family indulged in something we have wanted for some time: annual Disney passports.It cost almost as much as an average SoCal mortgage payment, but we justified it by stomping our feet and proclaiming that we “really really really really want it NOW!” That seemed to work so I am considering adopting this…