Enjoying the memories offline
Next thing you know I’m going to be creating figures out of pipe cleaners and googly eyes, and you just wait until I get my hands on a bottle of glitter.
First day of camp
“Swimming’s cool here, but this place is not like home. I miss those nice fresh pillowcases.”
Kenzie
Leta and I are crying as I type this, and Marlo is trying to see if she can fit her head inside a bucket.
What goes around
A public apology to my siblings who will flash an evil, knowing grin when they read this.
