I’ve been tagged again by my blogging friend Flea to write about five things I want to tell my children. (Only five? I bark out about 50 bon mots per day at Kate and Parker -- 50 of which cause them to roll their eyes and yawn.)
Five things? This is serious. I suppose I could say brush your teeth every day and stay off drugs, but if I have to narrow it down to five . . . man, it better be good.
I hate this kind of pressure. If you read my post last week about being a working mom, you know I’m bundle of insecurity when it comes to parenting. Not many moms compare themselves to Barney Fife, after all.
So five things, huh? I’m closing my eyes and holding my breath and . . . here goes:

