I’m starting to change my mind about warning you to avoid adopting a herding dog.
If anyone gifts my 5-yr-old an object that makes or plays music, I will personally see to it that Santa takes a giant shit in their stocking.
Of course it snowed the morning that Marlo started feeling better. You could say that’s just her luck, but I will say IT’S JUST UTAH.
It’s only because of his age that I am not making him model entire outfits.
The tiny corner of the high desert that I managed to see during daylight.
This season has not been kind to my child in terms of illness, but she has so much content to pull from for her eventual award-winning collection of poetry.
This should also include a DVD of hundreds of episodes of “Scooby-Doo” in case he gets sick and needs you to help him sip Gatorade.
A tradition with my girls that delights this dog year after year, this season in particular.
When I asked the girls if we should get a real tree this year Leta said, “That seems like a lot of work.” Only ask Leta her opinion if you *really* want to hear it.
For Gail, Jeannie, Erin, Diane, Casey, Suzie and Shelley, the Badass Beauties.