A Fresh Start

Time is a luxury.

We have two children. Preschoolers, full of energy and questions and drama. Our younger son, the baby, the sweetest kid in the world, turned three years old last month. How did that happen? How did I turn around and my infant was three?

Done with bottles and diapers, we decided something else needed to be potty trained and adopted a puppy last week. A ridiculous little terrier mix currently torturing our four cats—all of whom thought this house was their safe haven—and requiring constant trips to the yard every day.