Wintry days and flyaway hair lull me into a false state of autonomy. Out of the blue the girls relent and let me fasten their hair in pigtails. And, once again, they own me. Completely, and deliciously.
I'm a mom, wife, writer, wise-ass, athlete, social media devotee and more. Tumble Dry is a peephole. Unfiltered glimpses into a life with three daughters and an incredible husband.
Might be brilliant, might be daft.
Often tender, rarely brief.
Comedically caustic, brutally frank.