The Price of Success

Tess is nearly potty trained.  Someone knock on wood!!  I’m afraid to start breaking open the champagne for fear she’ll relapse and I will be reduced to a quivering, crying mess.  Because do you know what this means?  If she successfully graduates to...

Oh How the Years Go By

Today marks a decade Jac and I have been together.  I’m a little undone at the thought.  Not because, ‘Ugh.  Ten years??  Seriously, feels like thirty!” but because, “Can it be?” The boy I was smitten with ten years ago looks nothing like...