This last weekend, my nine-year-old decided he wanted pizza for lunch, so he toasted some bread, got out some cheese, and grabbed the ketchup bottle. *GASP!!!*
Don’t Knock the Ketchup
Even If It Hurts
This week’s Boldness in the Face of Anxiety post is particularly hard for me to write for one reason, and one reason alone: I’m going to have to follow through and do something I’ve been avoiding.