Please Don’t Park Your Fire Truck at the End of My Driveway
As the fire trucks pulled up in front of my house around three yesterday afternoon, I thought what every busy mother would think: Please don’t block my driveway.
SSDD: Same Sighs, Different Day
You may have missed some of MommaSaid’s most popular posts of late, so we’re going to share, because that’s fair.
MOMMASAID CLASSIC: Queasy Rider Saves the Day.
It seemed like a fabulous idea for me drive the hour there and the hour back.
MOMMASAID CLASSIC: Boys Drunk On Cheese
We watched three shows: Drunk on Cheese, The Dangers of Cannibalism and a cautionary tale involving fire and passing gas.
Mother’s Day: A Mom’s Blessing
My it turn out to be a cold and not that strep throat that’s going around.
Spinning Class Where No One Can Hear You Scream
Alan instructed us to bring our heart rates down, perhaps from rabbit-escaping-a-fox to human-who-just-finished-the-Tour-de-France.
