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Everyone has seen the motivational posters that line the hallways in offices. You pause, reading the insightful script, and carry on with your day, poised to be positive. Have you ever wanted to make your own? Continue reading »

Look what someone made in school for Thanksgiving. Not bad for a one year old.

Who broke my monkey? These are my refrigerator magnets that, until the birth of the fourth girl, represented my three girls. I came home to find my hear no evil monkey with a missing leg. An immediate interrogation ensued.

The problem here is, the first little monkey wasn’t talking, and the third little monkey didn’t see anything. Of course, the first monkey in this report is Ashley and the third monkey is Ella.

Like any gumshoe worth his doughnut, I cracked the perp quickly using time-tested tactics. Ashley sang like a bird. My monkey had taken a dive while the kid was tossing stuff on top the fridge.

Looks like this caper can be wrapped up with a little glue. Until next time…