A letter from a tantrum throwing toddler Mom at Target

Dear random people in the store today, Yes. Me here. The one whose once sweet-and-calm daughter sitting in the cart turned not-so-sweet-and-calm. Yeah, whose headband was no longer in, hair was everywhere, nose was snotty, and was acting completely unruly. Guilty as charged. Well, I just wanted to tell you a few things. I’m home … Continue reading A letter from a tantrum throwing toddler Mom at Target

Part 3: when we are given a gift we are afraid to lose 

When I was younger a sort of fearlessness marked my life. At least I would have liked to have thought of myself as a “dare-devil.” The potential for skinned knees never kept me from roller blading or skate boarding (no I was not an Avril Lavigne wanna-be… okay, so maybe I was), the possibility of … Continue reading Part 3: when we are given a gift we are afraid to lose