Apparently being two sometimes means having a split personality and for that reason I refer to Wyatt affectionately as my “Sour Patch Kid”. First he’s sour, then he’s sweet. 1,084 more words
Tags » Backseat Driver
This post partially ties into my posts about judgement and acceptance, but I feel that it needed its own post.
Everyone has that friend that thinks they know everything about everyone’s life and that they would make the best decisions for their lives. 326 more words
Dear Overly Cautious Hedgehog of a Brother,
I know that its *our* car but if you insist on dramatically flinging yourself against the window in fear and criticizing the space distance between cars then I will relegate you to the backseat. 263 more words