Proof He’s Not Grown Up
Bear with me as my ever present camera collects the evidence.
I found him:
frog hunting,
frog hunting,
I have to make more of an effort to be outside during the winter. Some days I force myself to run and force my kids to bundle up with…
I think it all started with the Fisher Price record player. You know, the one that played: “Oh Where Has My Little Dog Gone?” Later, I had one like this….
My Morning Mist is now at the easy stage I call beach knitting. I have tried it on several times and it really, truly, seems to fit, so I’m going…
Today started with a migraine, a mad rush around the mess my daughter left in my bathroom to get ready, tripping over stuff my son was supposed to put away,…
My husband asks what on Earth a pair of socks has to do with space. I try to explain I’m losing enthusiasm for my sock challenge and I’ll take any…
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Thanks for the comment on my blog, I hope you celebrated a lovely birthday 🙂
And thank you, Xanthe, for the birthday wishes. He had a great time.