The man in this picture is Mike. He's my husband. He only has one biological child - a daughter, Ashton - but has become a father-figure to the seven teenage boys who practically live at our house. He gained the first son when he married me and became step-dad to my then five-year-old, Carter. The... Continue Reading →
Ask Yourself This Question When You’re About to “Lose It”
You’ve been there. That day when you overslept, your 3-year-old wouldn’t eat breakfast and flat refused to put on pants. The same day you barely made it on time for an important meeting or class and when you finally made it back to your desk, your brain nearly exploded with a never-ending stream of assignments,... Continue Reading →