My son is obsessed with poop. With the word poop, with actual poop, with anything associated with poop: butts, farts and diarrhea. I’m so tired
Here’s the thing you must ask whenever consuming social media: who is the audience for this? Because, trust me, there is always an audience. Each
My son was crying in the changing room mere moments before swimming class. “Why are you crying?” I asked. I assumed I hadn’t brought the
Why I decided to leave some of my subpar old posts on my freshly redesigned blog.