Kav is sitting at the counter, staring blankly at his toast. “The air makes my eyes blink,” he said. I know, kid. Mornings are hard. The air makes my eyes blink, too. The sun is rising earlier in the mornings … Continue reading
I was up early with a toddler who needed to go back to sleep. And I was soooo tired. It had been over an hour already — he woke me up at 4:30 — and I knew I’d get back … Continue reading
Bedtime. I rolled over and tried to pull the pillow into place, and felt something tweak in my shoulder. “Great,” I muttered, “tomorrow people will ask why I’m gimping around and I’ll have to tell them, ‘I’m 46, and I … Continue reading