Blame it on One Direction. Blame it on Pilates. In the past couple months, I’ve realized our family needs to get its groove back. Or find its groove…
Continue ReadingDear Catie, Sam, Elisabeth, and Nate… Here’s what I know: each of you loved our family vacation. Here’s what else I know: one day, when you all are…
Continue ReadingEvery year we travel to the Midwest to see my family in Kansas and M’s family in Nebraska. The trip is a nice break from Houston’s heat, and a…
Continue ReadingToday’s Fraudulently Asked Questions is with Catie. And we’re going old school—all the way back to July 4, 2013. Which, when you’re on vacation seems like TEN YEARS…
Continue ReadingDear Nate… Last night, when you put your pajamas on all by yourself, we discussed what a big boy you are. I said, “You are growing up so…
Continue ReadingBy July, our family needs to get dirty. We need grubby bare feet, black half-moons under our fingernails, and dreadlocked hair. We need pink cheeks, sand in our…
Continue ReadingBEFORE: The rusty, dated bathroom lighting and wallpaper My strange relationship with exercise (by this I mean how I went to the gym for two years to work…
Continue Reading10. Driving through either Texas or the Midwest is boring–but for different reasons. In the Midwest, it’s corn field after corn field. In Texas it’s billboards. In Spanish.…
Continue ReadingToday I’m asking our sweet, sensitive Greyhound fraudulent questions. Which, yeah, I know. Asking fake questions from a pet is probably some new low. But Manny has a…
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