There’s been a lot of articles about overprotected kids lately. Sometimes I wonder if I coddle my children too much. Then I remember stories like this one and realize that those writers are not talking about my boys.
The third of month of the year, I know to give my husband some space. It’s the time of year when men engage in the weeks-long attempt to prove their manhood in primitive feats of strength. Especially if it involves beer, swearing, and power tools.