Today is my oldest child’s birthday. Several years ago, when she made me an Ummi, I thought motherhood was supposed to look like this: I know better now. “Mom, I drew a picture of you because this is what your face always looks like.” Guess which picture is going on my wall.
Food. Travel. Stuff I like but you might hate. "Parenting." En français. Rambling. Zero public attempts at crafting.