My Child’s Diagnosis

As things have just progressively gotten worse over the last 2 years, I decided it was time. Ever since Pickle started preschool I have wondered if something was "wrong". I say "wrong" in quotes because having a condition or disability is not wrong, but since it is not normal and interferes with things that is... Continue Reading →

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Lipstick

I remember when I was little, around maybe 8 years old or so. My grandma would give me these little tiny lipsticks to play dress up with when we were at her house. I have recently learned that those were Avon lipstick samples. They looked similar to this... I remember plenty of pink and red... Continue Reading →

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