She wasn’t so sure about this milestone today, and the glasses kind of hit that message home.
I guess this is what happens when you’re in your sixties.
Shades of Daisy Hamilton are surfacing.
All of this before 7AM. Life is so very wonderfully full.
My coworkers on their ten minute break from making it impossible for me to get any work done.
The grind begins again. Where in the hell did the summer go? And when did my baby get so big?
Coco is her best friend, and she is Coco’s job.
The fancier of my two children in all her fancy glory.
Today my heart comes home to me with all its lanky legs and arms.
Occasionally I like to reassure you that sometimes I pay attention to my dogs. This is one of those instances.