The Little Things

Sneaky When I was a gigantic, six months pregnant, our then four-year old daughter, Keely, surprised the shit out of me one night by crashing on the couch super early. Fell asleep on her own and didn't stir much even as Zander licked dinner off her fingers. This never happened.  Usually, there's plenty of drama... Continue Reading →

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