Just ask me.

A couple of days ago, I asked my four year old son if he wanted to come change his baby brother’s diaper with me. As I slowly made my way over to the changing table, he ran (as he often does, because everything seems to be a competition these days) and arrived there first, stating, “I won Mommy! I’m faster than you. You’re slow. You wear leg braces.” Read more “Just ask me.” →