The usual Thursday morning run around, needing to be out of the house fifteen minutes earlier than every other day, head off in opposite direction to school to ditch Chippie at day care, where he screams in terror until I walk out the door, and past the window where I…
Tag: birthday presents
A Sunday morning, planned as not doing much; hubby doing some gardeny type things, me doing some work, alternating care of the kids so we could both get done what needed. Of course, a friend dropped