Now that I’ve spent exactly 73 minutes (give or take) packing for a 4-day business trip to Atlanta, I think I need to quit obsessing about my wardrobe choices. Success for this particular packing experience = bringing a 2nd pair of boots and an extra pair of ballet flats in…
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I am quite sure Joe would be mortified to hear me call him “my baby boy” but that’s a mother’s prerogative. (Insert evil laugh here.) It’s his birthday today and he is now officially 10 years old. Double digits! Was it really 10 years ago that we headed to the…