For the month of June, I somehow planned back-to-back, single-parenting road trips with my kiddos.
Here are some of the darndest things my eldest has come up with in the past few weeks.
Yes, my son is fairly tall for his age. Yes, my daughter can communicate when she needs a new diaper. But what can’t little kids do?
That little boy isn’t going to be this small ever again. And I think it’s precious that he organizes his periodic table of elements cards by color while I read The Cat in the Hat to him.
When I was younger, I was terrified of babysitting. Literally.
My mom continues to urge me to “write these things down!” so, essentially, you’re witnessing my kids’ digital baby books. Two birds? Meet one stone.
I thought I’d start recording and sharing George’s funnier moments with you, as there’s nothing like seeing the world through a 3-year-old’s eyes.
I find a certain level of predictability in the 3-and-under crowd.