My inner frustration would like to park there
I’ve mentioned that I’m a mom. I’ve told you that kids…ALL kids…are assholes. Yours, mine,
Hey you kids! Get off my lawn!
I’ve long been a believer in the ‘no-bad-dogs-only-bad-owners’ and it got me thinking about what
When I don’t hug you, it’s because you’re kind of gross.
There are four teens in this house. They all live here. They attend four different