It’s summer which means you’re hosting a bunch of summer parties and you’re going to even more. So….what happens when you go to the bathroom? Well, I don’t want to know THAT part; I’m more interested in what happens after you wash your hands. We went to a summer party yesterday and the worst part, for me, was when I went to the bathroom, washed my hands then wiped my clean hands…
We have this one room in our apartment, that our girls have dubbed “The Creepy Forest.” It has become the catch-all, throw everything in room, and to the girls’ defense, it’s a little creepy. We have had every intention of making the room into a functioning homework / study room / playroom, but four years in our apartment and The Creepy Forest looks like this: We’ve got random pictures, an electric…