
I’m. Grumpy. I’ve got nothin’ but another rainy day and another rescheduled shoot. My kid’s got a bloody, fat lip after a playtime accident last night, and the wall near my patio got tagged yet again by delinquent neighborhood high schoolers. I’m tired of waiting for summer to finally arrive. Tired of my husband’s ridiculous commute […]
I went through this “special time” with you and your sister, Jenny, and lived to talk about it. So hang in there, Honey. Some day, you will be telling Eloise all about this when she is going through the same thing with her kiddos. It is a right of passage. I love being a part of your lives, and I hope I can always be of some help 🙂