He’s an elf, sent by Santa to stalk our children, playing Big Brother, tattling if the kids are leaning toward the naughty. But this year, he has thrown us under the bus. Not the kids, but my husband and me.
Tens of thousands of local kids go without enough food on weekends. The Star is partnering with Harvesters to raise money for the area’s hungriest children. All money goes to Harvesters’ BackSnack program, which provides low-income children weekend meals. Just $25 provides a child BackSnacks for a month; $250 provides BackSnacks for a year.
Sometimes I think my husband and I should start calling each other names — rude insults. And we should do it right in front of our children. And then we should laugh at each other. And then we should laugh together.