Broken glasses, stained clothes, and other infuriating non-issues.

The other day during breakfast, I asked Stella to name her favorite animal. She sat there for a minute, with her brow furrowed and finger perched on her lips, obviously in deep thought. Stella then perked up and exclaimed, "MEERKATS!" We saw them at The Woodland Park Zoo a couple weeks ago. Honestly, I expected… Continue reading Broken glasses, stained clothes, and other infuriating non-issues.