bonkers for bonnets!

bonkers for bonnets!

i know. i know. {head hanging in shame} i’m officially that mother i’ve mocked for all of my life. and my little person is suffering the consequences of my blatant hypocrisy. although, from the way she juts that chin of hers, so sovereign and...
so is this what you do all day?

so is this what you do all day?

those words are still clanging in my brain, like how hours after a concert you can still feel the reverberation in your teeth? “so this is what you do all day, katie?” now a permanent tattoo in my cerebral cortex, trying to find elbow room amongst the...