When my brother and I were little we had our own rooms. This worked well for Aaron who liked being alone with his books and his toys. But I required constant attention and companionship. So one day I packed up my teddy bear and favorite pillow and moved into his room. Just like that. AnotherContinue reading “Sibling Rivalry”
A neurotic millennial's musings and doodles on life, parenthood, and the myriad ways she can blame her mother for her troubles.
