Because sometimes a little sweetness is the only thing holding it all together.

Yes — I cope with dark humor.

Yes — it’s a trauma response.

And yes — I’m very aware.

I ask for support with a little sarcasm and a lot of heart — not because I don’t mean it, but because asking is hard. Like… sit-in-your-car-and-stare-at-your-steering-wheel kind of hard.

So when I say like, follow, share — that’s me asking for help in the least cringey way I know how.

It’s how I grow this dream, show up for my kids, and keep going — one cookie at a time.

And that leads me to this:

If you’re ever in a spot where you can’t afford to celebrate your kid the way you want to —

A birthday, a big moment, or just a rough day that needs some sugar and love…

Crumbs of Care is for that.

It’s a quiet, no-judgment, we’ll-make-it-work kind of offering.

Reach out. Let’s talk. Let’s barter.

Maybe you help me in another way. And if not? Your kid still matters. They deserve to be celebrated.

 And if you’re someone who can give — this is for you

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