Some people tend to think that the words tolerance and acceptance are synonymous. While they’re close cousins, they’re definitely not
Delia, whom I mistakenly thought was “Delilah” (and Evelyn kept calling her “Charlie”–the good little dog responded to anything she
Claire is always fascinated when I set Evelyn on the counter and comb her hair into pigtails. So, today I
Since bidding Clay farewell, I’ve gotten out of the groove of going to the Waco Humane Society to walk the
It’s amazing how hanging a couple freshly colored pictures from my girls makes our apartment feel a little more cozy.
My girls have certainly inherited my fascination with animals. Where most little kids (and some adults!) shriek in disgust and
By my estimates, I exercise about an hour three to four times a week. Here is my regiment: 9:00 Warm
This time of the year, I’m generally gritting my teeth and wishing the snow would just be over with. This
Both kids fit! My aunt and grandmother wisely gifted a sturdy jogging stroller to me before Evelyn was born and
It snowed yesterday! Well, flurried is probably a more accurate description. None of the flakes stuck around for more than
I love a good story and like most of the dogs at the Waco Humane Society, Morgan has one. Not
Evelyn, Claire and I were looking for a new sort of adventure today. Luckily for us, we discovered the Waco
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