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.
I’d actually encourage her to take this up over the violin any day of the week.
Before you judge me, remember that the other one I raised was deconstructing Shakespeare at her age and negotiating peace treaties between warring nations.
I don’t get to spend nearly enough quality time with this part of my family, but when I do I’m reminded of the standard that has been set.
No surprise that a certain someone is also very much on board with this cause.