As we drive past a neighbor's house. Bug looks up and says, "Hey! They're putting up an extension!" CJ - who knows everything 😉 - responds, "It's not an extension. It's an addition. Extensions are those things girls put in their hair... Well, I guess guys could put...
The other night laying in bed hubby moved and said, "I can't lay like that it makes my neck stiffer." I, of course, responded with, "Oh honey! I'm so sorry do you want for me to massage it for you?" uh, nope that's SO not me... I really said: "Stiffer? Yeah, I don't...
Two days until April and there is freezing rain outside... & I'm headed out to watch my darling son play soccer... on turf. The things we do for our children. Think of me 😉 (The pic is from Fall... when we knew what the sun was...) Gina ~ Hott Books
My Father-in-law owns a meat store where my 16-year-old has worked every summer for years and as a help to CJ's class fundraiser my FIL supplied the lunchmeat needed to make sandwiches to sell at school. The orders were in and CJ & I were driving home after picking...
Zany & I were driving down the road the other day when I stopped at a light. Then I hear, "They need to paint some clothes on her!" I look up to see what on earth Zany's talking about and notice on the window of the corner stylist is a painting of a pin-up girl and I...
So, last week I explained that Zany wrote a poem that I didn't particulaly like (). It's not that there was a huge problem with it it's that she first wrote a different poem that I liked better. Her teacher, however, didn't like this one... Someone cleans up...
Yesterday, was my baby's birthday. The birthday where he turned 16. All I could do as I sat there was to think about how precious he is. I was so very scared when I found out I was pregnant. I was living alone my boyfriend had just broken up with me. I was devastated....
My baby girl wrote a poem for creative writing. It's okay, but I didn't love it. Next week I'll explain why 😉 Play play All day long Please please Stay a little longer I love to go Swinging, running, and sliding And jumping high We do all these things There’s one...
After my son's basketball game last week I drove he and one of his teammates, J, home. I'd noticed during the game that one of their friends, usually a starter, had sat the bench throughout the game. So I asked if he was okay. Bug replied, "He hurt his ankle." "Oh,...