About once a year, Craig takes a business trip to the coast (sometimes east, but mostly west), to visit multiple clients and talk about fruit and peppers and produce because that’s what he deals with and I hold a bitter grudge against him for leaving me to wipe three children’s bums while he sleeps 8…
Wednesday I’d written a good n’ ugly post full of mom whine about how having a 4 year old son with Autism whose primary means of communication is screaming like a banshee, all day. all. day. Sometimes, all day for consecutive days, and I can’t simply drop him off with a random sitter because hello…
I feel like the new year is starting just this week for me and mine. Beginning right after Emmett’s birthday, The family Svellinger kind of unraveled with a trip to the ER, fevers for everyone, and then a nice and gory busting of some two front teeth. It’s a photo documentary you want, you say?…
I’m one of those people who become enraged when someone “forgets to eat”. How do you FORGET TO EAT? Craig is one of those. I’ll be talking to him on the phone in the afternoon and he’ll suddenly inform me of his hunger and that he forgot to eat lunch. I have no sympathy. Did you…
