I am spending entirely too much time thinking about doormats.
When I am under the weather, I rarely, if ever, feel like spending my sick day bouncing rubber ba
I love my nephew. I really do.
My husband and I were overwhelmed by the aisles and aisles of baby stuff we encountered when we w
AKA, find your own gloves, kid.
When you live in the White House, you can’t have the usual run-around-the-yard playdate.
My husband and I had a long, uninterrupted conversation last night.