#tbt: Tales of a third-grade Laura

Today, we visit the subject of being a parent. And what it apparently meant to me, at age 8. First, to be a mom: You only get school clothes and trolls. Oh and school supplies. To be a dad: I am so glad I didn’t end up a father because I do not want toContinue reading “#tbt: Tales of a third-grade Laura”

#tbt: Tales of a third-grade Laura

Ohhhhhh you guys. Have I got a treat for you. My parents are attempting to clean out some of the million boxes of things in their basement, which includes giving us kids some of our old stuff they’ve kept. A couple weeks ago, I collected one box from ’em – with such gems in itContinue reading “#tbt: Tales of a third-grade Laura”