A Letter to Myself About That Ridiculous Digital Baby Tiger
Dear Jess from six months ago, I know you're currently standing at the kitchen island, elbow-deep in raw chicken while the baby aggressively throws cheerios at the dog, but I need you to drop the tongs and walk into the...
Why I Finally Banned Baby Super Bratz Movies in My House
I was up to my elbows in Etsy shipping labels, frantically trying to beat the rural Texas post office cutoff time, when I heard the unmistakable sound of my good MAC lipstick being dragged across the hardwood floor. You know,...
My Honest Take on the Weird Baby Saja Coloring Page Obsession
It was exactly 6:13 AM on a Tuesday, and I was holding a half-empty mug of yesterday's cold brew, staring blankly at my kitchen wall. My bare left heel had just found a rogue black colored pencil in the hallwayβyou...
The Tomodachi Life Save Editor Panic: Hacking for Virtual Babies
It was exactly 6:43 AM on a Tuesday, and I was standing in my kitchen wearing a target-brand fleece robe that has an unidentifiable crusty stain on the left pocket (yogurt? toothpaste? honestly I don't want to know), pouring my...