I looked through the glass enclosure at the chameleon. The tiny lizard had a brownish color and pattern that blended into the base of tree. It was hard to tell where he ended, and the tree began. If it weren’t for a sign identifying him and giving basic information on the life of a chameleon,... Continue Reading →
When there’s 10 percent left!
There’s a meme that I keep coming across that says that by the time your children turn 18 years old, you will have spent 90% of the time you will ever spend with them. I saw the meme again on social media for what felt like the millionth time a few weeks ago, right after... Continue Reading →
Climbing the monkey bars of parenthood
When my daughter was five or six-years old, she used to like to climb the ladder to the monkey bars or the hanging ropes at the local playground. She’d take a step or two, look back at me, and then go back to the ladder. One of her feet would inevitably get tangled or come... Continue Reading →

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