It happened. Those three words. I thought I had more time (dramatic voice). I thought we would make it well into the teenage years before I heard them, honestly. But no, 6:45 on a Friday morning, they were thrown at me by my 4-year-old. Lee was sitting on the floor of the living room playing…

In a slightly embarassing turn of events, I just recently found a folder of emails from my “readers”. Full disclosure here.. while I have glanced at my blog’s stats a few times over the years, I typically operate under the assumption that only my parents and in-laws read it. So, now that I’m aware that…