When I was a little girl, my Dad would drive me to my ballet lessons while my mom stayed home with my baby brother. He would wait outside in his pick-up truck or would pick me up inside. We’d drive home. For thirteen years, my Dad sat outside my ballet schools with a newspaper after […]
A Letter to My Boys: Be Like Your Daddy
Dear boys, As I watch you today, building K’Nex with your Daddy, I want you to know something. Hear me loud and clear on this. There are so many ways that I hope you will be just like him. I know you will each be a very different individual and your Daddy and I are […]