He’s no longer just crying – he’s on the ground, screaming at the top of his lungs, tears rushing down his cheeks and his face red. But he’s clearly not hurt. Or is he? Next to him, a little friend is sitting on a toy motorcycle, holding a doll, and just stoically looking at him. Naturally, you go…
So I’ve been kind of MIA from Mommywhispers.com for the past few months, for different reasons, but mainly because I was doing some soul-searching about where I want to take this blog. You see, as a mother, my days are filled with everything from energetic mornings, my kids fighting over wet paper-towel trails on the ground, figuring out what to do…