Writings from my little corner of modern domesticity.

Monthly Archives: March, 2017

Mac n’ Cheese: A Love Story

Guys…I freaking love mac n’ cheese. In all its forms- the heartwarming comfort-food made with a roux and extra love, the restaurant trying to make it worth the $11 they’re asking for it, the Velveeta stuff that’s not really even cheese…even the stuff in the blue box that’s the food equivalent of a hotel that …

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I Actually Took Her Toys

My oldest is 3.5, and that’s enough for any mother that’s been there to sigh and begin nodding sympathetically at this point. This means that she’s caught in that interesting point of childhood between gaining responsibilities and testing every possible boundary. She is expressing herself, and finding how she fits in this great big world …

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