A Broken Bed
There are actually a series of things that led to the end of this particular evening.
It actually started last week. The kitchen chairs we’d owned since a 5-year stint in Texas were dying. 804 more words
I had a person ask me today what limits I put on my kids’ use of their phone.
Imagine the horror in their faces when I told that same person that only my daughters – ages 19 and 15 at this writing – are the only kids with cell phones. 570 more words