Tis the season for… Cutting an inch off the bottom of a hardy real Christmas tree to ensure the mighty green giant’s thirst is quenched with water, while our’s is quenched with eggnog.
Do you ever find yourself in the middle of an in depth one sided conversation with your toddler when it’s too early to admit defeat in their lack of comprehension, and too late to stop in your tracks and forget about the whole thing?
Can any of you working parents out there appreciate my anxiety at abandoning the office at the stroke of 5pm. to get to the daycare by cut off time…6pm.?
I’m often struck with a hunger pang at approximately 12:30pm. each day at work, so I take last night’s dinner, which I tidily packed in a food storage container, to the office lunch room to heat up.
I’ve always wanted a little girl. A little mini-me to mould into a strong, smart and caring adult and a confidant to take along on shopping trips who understands the value of a pretty little dress.
