Look how she fell asleep on the couch… She is not feeling well so I am going to leave her there. ~trisha this is just filler text for the front page, blah blah, keeps the graphic where its supp...

Scene: Charlotte and I are in the bathtub together. She points to my nipple and then to hers. Charlotte: “Mommy…mine is red likes yours.” Me: “Yes, Honey.” (stifling gigg...

said let there be light and capture it with your bad ass camera. And I obliged. I cannot vouch for that poor little creature that Charlotte is torturing though. ~Trisha (obviously these are not retouc...

You are abandoning the blog for the past few days..you suck, what kind of blogger are you? Yeah, Yeah, tell me about it. So the day before yesterday Charlotte was home with a terrible fever (think H1...

Sometimes I wonder if something happened to my husband how I would go on. Not physically, not how will I take care of myself, I am capable of all that. How would I emotionally live without my best fri...

Conversations with Charlotte. Me: Charlotte, what do you want for Christmas. Charlotte thinking. Charlotte: A barbie! Me: Ooh, that sounds nice. Anything else? Charlotte: A giraffe. Me: A giraffe? C...

Charlotte and I are not talented cooks. Nothing ever looks right, but we have fun. The other day we made Homemade Pretzels. Do not be fooled, this is harder than it looks. Here is the recipe we used: ...

Says this frog. He lives on the side of the house. Charlotte is obsessed with him. She is spending the evening kissing and loving it to death. See the fear in his eyes? Poor Frog. ~Trisha

At least once a day on the blog someone mentions how much Charlotte and I look alike. Which is total flattery to me because I think she is BEAUTIFUL-and I am trying not to be biased, I swear. Cough. ...

This morning Charlotte pulled out one of her new fall outfits from the Gymboree  Fall line. I have been totally stoked about this outfit. In fact, I have been waiting for it to get cold enough for ...