The Night She’s Waited For

The Night She’s Waited For

La Petite Belle is not so little anymore. When I started this blog years ago, this is what she looked like: Yep. December of 2007. Look how cute she was {tear}. And here’s a pic from her Daddy/Daughter Date last night: {another tear} This littlest Belle is 13...
It’s just a number.

It’s just a number.

Yeah, yeah. That’s what all old people say. And, I’m now one of them. But, that saying really does ring true. As a youngun, I didn’t understand that and thought that old people were just old and out of touch. But, now, I’m like …...
This means war.

This means war.

Yes, there is a war going on in my house. See this contraption here? It’s good for nothin’ … I tell ya’ … good for NOTHIN’. For almost a month now, I have been unable to use my downstairs bathroom. “Why?” You ask. Well...
Currently Crushing On …

Currently Crushing On …

Yes … “crushing.” No … it’s not on One Direction, who I am quite tired of hearing about, mostly from my almost-13-year-old daughter. Ugh … get over it already. I mean … can’t girls nowadays like great bands with real...
Just Dance

Just Dance

I’m not sure if it was me who created a love of dance in my little family or if it’s just something in our blood. But, each member of my family has got moves. Real good moves. Combine those skillz with their genuine love of dancing and you’ve got...