If you have a Fortnite-obsessed kid, you’ve probably heard them call you “bruh”, beg you for V-Bucks so they can get new “skins”, and talk about snipers 24/7.
Working from home is super easy when you also have toddlers and babies and an annoying dog. This email is an example. Super. Fun.
All I have for you is one simple piece of conjecture upon which I am basing my argument that Chelsea Clinton is bad at B-jobs.
I don’t miss painstakingly cutting crusts pre-coffee, but I do miss writing love notes on their lunch napkins.
Therapists have suggested I think of my anxiety as a friend so that I learn to accept it as a part of my life. But the thing is, my anxiety is a bitch.
Typically, Mid-October means moms around the country are gearing up for a season of Pinterest-inspired holiday parties at school. But it’s 2020, and fun has been cancelled.
There are countless more examples of things the year 2020 has ruined, but if I have learned anything this year, it is to not count the power of this year out.
No, my son isn’t a good sleeper. In fact, he’s a terrible sleeper. And no, I don’t need your suggestions because trust me, we’ve tried them.