It’s been an emotional 24 hours, and it all begins with a dry erase board. What? A dry erase board? How much wallop can a piece of plastic sitting on the refrigerator really pack? Quite a bit, actually. You see, the dry erase board has been hanging on our fridge from the day we firstContinue reading “Dry-erasing the memories as a new chapter starts”
The Dorky Daddy 