Summer 2019

I’m sure my husband would want to regrow his hair just so he can pull it out, if he lived with my family…so there, we’re even.  We’d be bald-headed together actually. Although this summer DID NOT go as planned, we survived.  We survived everything that life threw our way as we will continue to do.

Hello SUMMER my Old Friend…

I wonder if the school year is 9 months to parallel the stages of pregnancy. In the first few months, teachers are excited about the new school year, like a mother after discovering she is with child.  Closer to the end of the pregnancy mothers become tired of being pregnant and begin to look forward to school being over, I mean having the baby.