My Groom Smashed My Face Into The Cake As A Joke Until My Brother Stepped In

of a household with two children who have opinions about everything, and most mornings I stand at the kitchen counter drinking my coffee before the noise begins and think, quietly and with real conviction, that I have a good life. Not a perfect life. A good one, which is better in most of the ways that matter. Ed is in the other room reading the news continue reading …