About my girls, because they asked…

My girls are not your usual teenagers.  Oh sure, they have extremely messy rooms that require hazmat suits to enter.  They can roll their eyes like it is an Olympic sport they have been training for and can express their entire range of emotions by the way they walk (or stomp, or trudge) up the... Continue Reading →

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