Motherhood · Parentless

The Worst Conversation with My Three Year Old So Far

Ugh I dropped my childhood friend and off and passed my childhood house. Me: I grow up there *pointing to the yellow house on the corner* Anastasia: where is your family? Me: They don’t live there anymore. Ana: Where are they live? Me: In a place called Heaven. Do you know what that is? Ana:… Continue reading The Worst Conversation with My Three Year Old So Far