You’re My Best Pizza

Your yogurt smoothie is questionably balancing on top of your semi-truck, and it’s a matter of seconds before the whole concoction falls apart; and you’ll either belly laugh or face plant on the dirty rug in total despair.  My sock is on the mantle, chocolate is smeared all over your chair that I just washed;Continue reading “You’re My Best Pizza”

The Day I Started Being Thankful for Breath

I rocked my sick toddler in my arms.  He’d turned 2 just the day before.   Suddenly his warm and peaceful body jolted forward gasping for air.  I stood up, panicked, trying to see his face, when he began violently seizing.   I was completely alone this Saturday evening.  My husband’s brother was getting married,Continue reading “The Day I Started Being Thankful for Breath”