The Lone X in a House Full of Y
I’m the lone female in a house full of men. (Well, unless you count the cat, but she hides in our bedroom closet all the time—and I can’t really blame her.)
I’m the lone female in a house full of men. (Well, unless you count the cat, but she hides in our bedroom closet all the time—and I can’t really blame her.)
After last year’s Thanksgiving, I am confident my boys have learned valuable lessons about respect, being thankful, and potential e-coli contamination.
I’m the lone female in a house full of men. (Well, unless you count the cat, but she hides in our bedroom closet all the time—and I can’t really blame her.)
After last year’s Thanksgiving, I am confident my boys have learned valuable lessons about respect, being thankful, and potential e-coli contamination.