that she has no idea what my house looks like at Christmastime this year.
Nevermind the fact that I also have no idea what her house looks like either.
I guess there’s a certain amount of tactless comments that are allowed when you write a blog and/or when you are hundreds of pictures behind on your blog.
But, I’m super on top of Christmas shopping, decorating, celebrating, yard working, laundering, stool re-covering, husband loving, patient parenting, and exemplar meal prepping.
So something has to give.
I guess it’s witty anecdotes on my blog.
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How he gets in the car.
How we do sunflare.
How she does post naptime.
How we do Target.
How she does beauty rest.
How they do bathtime.
How we do fall gardens.
How we do fairy lights.
How she preps for hip-hop.
How they wait for hip-hop.
How we do Thanksgiving Break.
How she loves salad.
How she serves.
How we play.
How he serves.
How she wakes up.
How I post mediocre pictures of my decorated house and post them on my blog for my mom.
How we visit friends.
How she re-groups.
Katie
