I can say this with the utmost certainty….. my husband has one speed when I ask him to do something, and it is blood boiling. I love him to death don’t get me wrong but when you work at ‘mom speed’ all day everyday and then someone comes back into your space and into your
J and his words…
Was it: just keep swimming?
Or: just keep screaming?
A semi connected part 2 to Choices.
More sunscreen and maybe we should ride bikes next time!
Of all the things to go missing during the moving process…I don’t think many people imagine losing their hair!
My thoughts with a sleeping baby on me.
I’m also failing to accept he’ll be 1 soon!