Kristi Pahr

My parenting mantra is: "Do your best and hope he doesn't turn into a sociopath." And I guess that's really all we can do, because if we're honest with ourselves, I think none of us really know what we're doing.

I’m frazzled, y’all; I’m a mess. I’m a basketcase of anxiety and stress and I need to chill.

My version of self-care is a little less “best life” and a little more “no life”, but it works for me.

I’m lazy as hell, you guys. I know it’s true and I’m not particularly ashamed.

When my oldest son was a baby, my husband and I used to talk about what sports he would play.

I have a confession to make. Target, meh. I’m just not that into it.

2016 sucked. If we can’t agree on anything else, I think we can all agree on at least that much.