Bonus Content

“Lizzie! How did you get chocolate ice cream on your face again?” I finish fluffing the expensive throw pillows on the…

“They’ll be fine,” Nick reminds me as he wraps an arm around my waist and brings me close. He nods to…

“Up, mama,” Faith says to Derek. She’s eighteen months old and no matter how many times I’ve tried to tell her…

“Stop eating all the candy,” I tell Clay. He’s our little ten-year-old son and his job today is to help me…

“Are we there yet?” Lyla asks for the tenth time in the last hour. At nine, she’s capable of telling time,…

“Look at how small he is,” Brock remarks as he stares down at the sleeping baby in his arms. He’s holding…

“Someone has been telling my boys Santa Claus is a cowboy who leaves cow patties for bad little kids.” I side-eye…

“Try a different tool, buddy,” I tell my three-year-old son who’s playing with the woodworking toy set. Hudson is attempting to…

“I think mama is asleep,” my ten-year-old son whispers. Well, he tries to whisper. This kid has never been quiet a…

“Wake up sleepyhead.” The soft lilt of my wife’s voice and her gentle kisses to my neck wake me from a…

As soon as I step into the big house, I’m embraced by Tia. She’s a hugger, and she always makes everyone…

“What are you doing?” River growls at me. The sound of my husband’s deep voice has me scrunching my shoulders like…