forward to fourth
I do not like the night before school starts. It’s as depressing to me as the night before a birthday. WHY DOES EVERYONE HAVE TO GROW UP. But here we are, already in fourth grade. Tomorrow she’ll be graduating college and Christopher will be moving us girls into our shared dorm.I always get teary at school drop off and I always will. Thankfully she’s still home with me three days a week so I can hug attack her whenever I want. She doesn’t love a good hug attack but oh well. Such is life under my roof!The requested first day of school snack.Have my Ms. Frizzle pencil earrings and I already subbed so I could wave at AB during the day? Quite possibly. Who’s to say.
snapshots from days past
If you find yourself in the position of needing an altar built, look no further than Annabelle. She erected an altar to the Lord on top of the hot tub and while it's not your traditional design, it's the thought that counts. The blue under the globes was supposed to...
short essays on marriage
Ten years ago today we got engaged. There is no photographic evidence because Christopher didn't tell me to bring my camera and apparently it was before I had a camera phone. It's fine! I don't wish multiple times a year that we had photos from that day! That once in...
“My family told me to stop telling Thanksgiving jokes, but I said I couldn’t quit cold turkey.”
Let's discuss Thanksgiving before Dececmber zooms by and I'm posting a delayed Christmas recap. I've been delivering late recaps since 2009 and honestly, I don't see that changing anytime soon. We had a small Thanksgiving with Christopher's family. We played endless...
the swing set of giants
The family we bought our house from left their little swing set and it's given AB hours of entertainment. She was the right size for it when we moved in but she's growing like a weed and her energetic swinging would rock the entire structure off the ground. Not to...
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