The First Month of School

I cried, on an off, since May.  I really did. I couldn’t even drop Baby Bee off at her last day of school.  I didn’t want to be That Mom, openly weeping as I loaded my child into the car for the last preschool pick up. I cried because Baby Bee is my last baby. …

One Perfect Day-And Asiago Bisque

Here is the truth of it; there is no such thing as perfection.  Even those magazine worthy homes that you see on the Internet and on blogs and Facebook are probably hiding a take out dinner problem or an over grown yard or a car that has been condemned by the county. And even though…