Honey, youuuuu and I! I just want you all to know that I wrote out a ton of words that made no sense, all based around the fact that I’ve survived two weeks with four children, mostly on my own, and I have lived to tell about it. But, those words made no sense, except for the part where I called myself “wicked cool,” because, let’s face it, I am wicked cool with a side of hummus. “So, Melia, what’s next?” you may be asking… Well, there’s the...
