
We spent Easter with family and I got to shoot my sister in law and her family. And the cousins got to play And Easter egg hunt and be girls Then we birthday-ed! (Cause Nick turned 4) and ’cause he’s cute Then the pretty people kissed good bye

Emie, Well crap, I’m late with your birthday letter. Again. It’s your fault really, for being born in the middle of hurricane season and the start of school. Actually, now that I’m thinking about it and what a rough pregnancy you were, YOU should be writing ME birthday letters. Get on that will you? So...
After running errands, including Target, Lowe’s, registering Jacob to take the GED, (again), doing dishes, laundry, feeding the cherubs breakfast and lunch, uploading files, sending work emails, calling the LPC board to check my status, (again), and installing trim in the mudroom, (all while possibly complaining about it), (loudly), (possibly), Emie said: “There’s a lot...