Lost At The Mall, Tales of Miscommunication

There was a time back in the day when the kids were little and I would desperately search for ways to get out and do normal mommy things. This usually entailed dragging along the youngins‘ and risking public humiliation. For whatever reason, the mall seemed like the safest place to go. All the hoopla requiredContinue reading “Lost At The Mall, Tales of Miscommunication”