I’ve got two kids–eight and five–who’ve changed the way I see most things in life. Or have certainly enhanced my perception. Probably ought to give my husband credit for that, too. I can’t always remember my age these days, but I can tell you that despite all the cleaners on the market that remove markers from the walls and paint from the carpet, baking soda and water and what’s left of my right bicep actually do the best for me. I remember writing in a high school paper that I wanted to be a life-long learner. My children have been superb at keeping me on track. Where time is concerned, I’ve lost more of mine looking for a beloved blue binky than most people spend waiting at stoplights…in their life. And sleep–heh heh…I have dreamt of a full eight hours…and it was divine. I remember my ordinary life before kids–just barely–and am in the process now of forgiving myself for ever thinking I was busy, decent at multi-tasking, remotely organized or tired–ha ha–tired. Here’s what happens these days. I invite you along!