we’ve been on house arrest for over a week now and i think we (and by we, i mean i) am going crazy. i had surgery a week ago thursday to have my thryoid removed, and by tuesday afternoon i was feeling “normal”. wednesday morning tyson woke up with a low grade fever, which turned...
just call me bag lady. every time i walk into that hospital, i am seriously juggling 10 bags. why? i don’t know, but for some reason, i feel the need to bring the kitchen sink with me when i go visit joanne. yesterday i was sporting my purse (not my small one), my trader joes...
tyson and taylor. best buds, amazing builders of potato heads, preschool pals, and if i had my way….i’d arrange a marriage NOW…..what d’ya think suzanne??
last night i fell asleep on the floor outside the playroom at 6:30. luckily the kids were happy and self-contained, plus i was laying on the floor in a way that blocked the way to the stairs, so there was no way levi would crawl to the stairs and have a little adventure of his...
