It seems our work as mothers, wether we be stay-at-home work-at-home or work-outside-the-home is never done. And thanks to another wonderful mama I have a poem about just that. She found it years ago as part of a Dear Abby publication. Committed it to memory and a cross-stitch pillow. I think I may need to inscribe it on my front door! Thanks mama! Continue Reading

What better reason to get wet, play, and wear silly glasses?

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