I really hope that Marlo’s preschool teachers are reading this today.
… stuffy head, fever.. why yes I DO memorize all cold medicine commercials. What?
Cliché or tradition, it never hurts to take inventory of they who make my life so wonderful.
Even when she couldn’t walk or crawl she liked to give him hugs.
A portrait of the moments leading up to the pounce.
Not so much terrible at two as she was terrifying.
No, this does not explain anything other than it’s cold enough for polkadot flannel pajamas.
I got more organized and impressed my child by doing so. She’s such a Mormon.
She’s got more strength than the nine-year-old who sat there and ignored all requests to help with the foundation.
Breaking out an old hat of mine and dabbling in Photoshop.