Lilybear, Last night, you wanted to be an Indian, so we smeared your skin with my (organic, natural) lipstick and you looked great. Then we washed it off in the bath. This was late, late at night as usual. Cut to me getting angry with you, because you don’t want to sleep. Always seems to… Continue reading

Lily, Daddy and you are looking for Rapunzel’s missing purple shoe. It’s tiny and has been missing for some time. It may be somewhere in this house or not. Yesterday, you played next door in Tom’s yard while I gardened. You hit Braxton until he cried “Ouch” and his mom came and sternly told you… Continue reading