Yesterday I started to read a book. Not a parenting book, not a book my kids picked out, not a photography book but an honest-to-Buddha-can’t-put-it-down book. In the midst of a massive to-do list that always seems to multiply exponentially by the amount of time I don’t have, I picked up a book. For me.
Navigating these murky waters is not for the faint of heart. Sometimes. Sometimes, I am the captain my kids need. The house is clean. Like actually clean. My kids are happy. They are full of laughter and love. The weekly menu is planned, the weekly calendar is filled out. Clothes are washed. We have time […]