The Power of a Pink Starburst (HuffPost)

The Power of a Pink Starburst (HuffPost)

I call my son a sour patch kid. He can be sour sometimes, but his heart is pure sweetness. As I was changing into comfy clothes after a long day, I noticed a lone pink Starburst on my nightstand tonight. My son leaves them for me sporadically as a token of affection....
Mother’s Day: Mishaps, Mayhem, Mending

Mother’s Day: Mishaps, Mayhem, Mending

I woke up on Mother’s Day at 6:45 a.m. to a symphony of sneezes well within my personal spray zone. My son went in for a kiss with a messy cold and completely covered me with boogies. Not to be outdone, my other kid chimed in with an ominous “I don’t feel good” an...