Sweet little towheads

Long distance friends who share a bit of the same flare.

A somewhat theatrical start to the next ten months

There’s a way to start off a school year, and then there is the Heather B. Armstrong way.

Grade K

She wasn’t so sure about this milestone today, and the glasses kind of hit that message home.

My smirking Butternut

Shades of Daisy Hamilton are surfacing.

A view from the top of the ride

From happy happy joy joy to grumpy grumpy sad sad and back again. The roller coaster as metaphor.

Executive assistant

My coworkers on their ten minute break from making it impossible for me to get any work done.

Fifth grade

The grind begins again. Where in the hell did the summer go? And when did my baby get so big?

Her dawg

Coco is her best friend, and she is Coco’s job.

It twirls

The fancier of my two children in all her fancy glory.

My girls

Today my heart comes home to me with all its lanky legs and arms.