I live in the Northeast. So we experience all four seasons: spring, summer, autumn and cold and flu season. Break out the Tylenol, people, cuz we’re in the middle of another one.
Joan Rivers has nothing on my kids. Seriously. Jacob and Emma are the REAL fashion police.
If you’ve ever been in any sort of serious relationship, you have probably played the Game of Chicken. The only question is: what kind?
Friday kicked off the biggest blizzard of the year. (That would be more impressive if it weren’t just the first week in January.) It was cold and windy and snowy. Wind chill in the negative digits. Our city had a parking ban. And the weatherman on TV made it clear that any child who so much as thought about sledding would immediately be stricken with frost bite.
Bottom line: We. Were. Stuck. Inside.