This baby likes:
The UPS guy keeps bringing these tiny, vintage polyester pants to my door. The only possible conclusion: my daughter wishes to spend her childhood dressing like Barry Gibb on a date.
The UPS guy keeps bringing these tiny, vintage polyester pants to my door. The only possible conclusion: my daughter wishes to spend her childhood dressing like Barry Gibb on a date.
These days, I get up at 5am so I can have 45 minutes of time alone sitting at the kitchen table, knitting and wishing I were drinking coffee. Pictures from breakfasts past: There’s… Read More
Me: “Love, is this one still working out okay these days or am I a scandalously patched together pregnant hack?” Him: “I love you very much today.” Pregnant women who never take off… Read More
Maurice Maeterlinck May, 1901 “But what have we to do, some will ask, with the intelligence of the bees? What concern is it of ours whether this be a little less or a little… Read More