Grandpa

Every time he feeds them candy and chips before dinner, that only reminds me grandparents are there to love and spoil your kids, not to raise them. And my kids…Read More

How are they mine?

Merry Christmas! And also how are they mine? Well, let’s be honest, they aren’t always smiling. But they are here, and that’s enough.    

My people

How can I fulfil that crazy amount of orders this year? MY PEOPLE! My trusty delivery man, my little packaging helpers and tons of hard work.

My ass-kicking mother

This is my mother when she was 19, all energetic, confident and tenacious. She never set out to further the cause of feminism, but there she was going, damn it…Read More