I feel so privileged to not have a real job. Instead, I get to stay home and do fun things like scrub the garbage cans (because my guys have as good an aim there are they do in the bathroom!) But I also get to be home when my baby leaves for his first day
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Stephen is American???
I just saw on Facebook – herald of all that is true and occurring – that the USA Eagles beat the Central Coast Rhinos in the final game of the Australian International Ice Hockey Cup. And, lo and behold, there was my son, wearing an American jersey, in the team’s victory picture. Will
Hmmm….what’s on my camera?
My goodness, what a busy month. It felt busy, and then when I looked to see what pictures were on the camera, it was confirmed! Stephen has been having a blast ‘down under’. They played their last game last night, and I imagine they are ‘celebrating”, to put it mildly. There are some photos and
A little more elbow room in the nest!
Well, Stevie Wonder left the nest this morning. He did pretty well with his plan to not sleep until he left (I inadvertently omitted his determination stubbornness pig-headedness when listing his traits in the last post), but I sure wouldn’t want to be in his company for the next little while. Or maybe he was
My baby is graduating
My middle baby, that is. I’m not sure why these things always blind-side me the morning of the big day. I mean, it’s not like I haven’t known it was coming up. For heaven’s sake, there have been countless meetings (seriously, countless), clothes ordered and prepared, housecleaning, invitations sent, hall decorating, portapotties delivered – you