Mom Fail Confessions & a Shootout
I don’t want to say it’s been a super hard day, but I did just have to send a text that said something like, “Hey – just got your voicemail and I’m sorry but this isn’t Bonnie from Granbury from Match.com. I hope you find love her.” I have no idea how old the guy is or what he looks like, but I do have his name and number. Any single ladies want to give him a hollerrrr? Mom Fail: Slide Edition Last week I got into a less than ideal situation where Beckett climbed to the highest part of the playground, a section I didn’t think he could actually…
Playground Survival & Dinosaur Patchin’
Meanwhile, back in Toddlerland… A hairbrush and a contact case took a swimsy in the toilet. Dirt was consumed from the bottom of shoes. Fall decor was enhanced. Playground Survival I’ve been excited for B to walk so we could do outdoor activities. It gets a little cabin feverish up in here. Now that he’s been walking for 3ish months, he’s getting around pretty well and loves to climb, so recently it was time to introduce the playground. Yay! Wahoo!! So fun!!! Oh, except no one informed me that playgrounds were death traps that teach survival of the fittest from an early age, so our first 3 attempts were…
Beach Vacation: 2 Parts Fantastic, 7 Parts Terrible
Why, yes, I do have a glow about me, don’t I? Thanks for noticing. No, this is not a pregnancy announcement. We just came back from a week and a half at the beach. The end of September/beginning of October is a perfect time to finally get a summer tan, amiright? We’ve had a Sparks family beach vacation on the books for a while now. I’d like to report that it was a relaxing, carefree time full of laughter and shrimp. But unfortunately enough, it just wasn’t that kind of get away. It was this kind: Saturday: Arrive in Cape Sans Blas, Florida, no thanks to Apple maps. Run around…
