Quarterly Disclaimer that No One Cares About but that I Always Need to Give in Order to Feel Honest (Plus, It's My Excuse to Type a Super-long Title)
I feel compelled to again remind viewers that for every snapshot here that shows life all awash with sunshine and roses, there's one I didn't take that features grumps and bumps. (Yes, friend, it was your use of the word "idyllic" in that email I just read!) Not that we don't have a good life-- we do!-- but it looks more idyllic than the reality because I don't impartially take pictures like a photojournalist.
Give Norman Rockwell a week with us, and he just might run screaming for the hills.
That's okay, right? This is a blog, after all, not a shockingly uncensored documentary of the good, the bad, and the ugly. (Weeeell, sometimes the ugly...)
I give you all license to imagine the other half yourselves because, quite often, it's very unflattering to a certain Mama Bear.