Around We Got Kidz...
t was the first Sunday in February and I’d just snuggled underneath the covers with the hopes of getting a restful night’s sleep; but I couldn’t seem to turn my brain off. Between thoughts of my busy week ahead, and wondering whether or not Punxsutawney Phil was going to see
It’s Sunday night and you’re in bed tossing and turning. You attended your cousin Freida’s wedding over the weekend and you just can’t get your Uncle Joe and the unique rendition of Wind Beneath My Wings that he performed at the reception out of your head. You’ve got a ton
“If you happen to have kinky/curly/textured hair and you’ve just really begun digging into the facts of how to take care of it in its natural state, I’m sure you’ve probably come to the conclusion that our parents had no earthly idea of what they were actually dealing with on
I remember coming home from grade school with a cut or scrape. My mom would pull out the big brown bottle of hydrogen peroxide and poor a generous amount on my affliction. It would get to bubbling and sizzling and I thought, for sure, that this had to be the