Even if you don’t think you curse around your kid, you do. I’ve learned this because not only does Ian say “dammit,” he uses it properly. Wait for it. And if you want the recipe for this clearly delectable oatmeal, let me know. It involves almond milk, honey, cinnamon, banana, and almond butter. So […]Read Post ›
I’ve been watching this video a lot to remind myself that Ian has the capacity to be happy. It’s hard times over here this week. He’s different. Meltdowns are constant. I don’t know if he’s in pain (2 yr molars perhaps?) or has a virus or if this is the beginning […]Read Post ›
Today, we were sick. I’ve completely surrendered to us being sick forever. I refuse to complain about it anymore. I will now resign myself to only complaining about Los Angeles and how much I want to move anywhere with clouds. The good news is I got it first this time. I like this much better […]Read Post ›
Todd is my youngest cousin. He was the last grandchild. He was born to my Aunt Lolly when she was 40 (GASP), and she wasn’t yet married to Todd’s dad. I remember this all seeming deliciously rule breaking as a ten year old. Todd has always been a good kid. He brought so much joy […]Read Post ›
Hi! I know I know. I miss me, too. I suddenly became quite busy with cooking and writing. Yay! But so very behind on Mama Mandying now…you’ve got time or money, right? I must tell you about the wedding in the woods, and meeting our cousin Todd the Pilot, but first here’s an example […]Read Post ›
Mandy Unruh 