My children are growing up. I don’t remember giving them permission.
I’m not missing.
We’ve been in this house for about 3 1/2 years. I hate this house…for multiple reasons.
Here’s one of them.
My boys are at the age where they talk. A lot.
They never shut up.
Here’s one of our conversations.
Today the boys and I went to the zoo with my dad and brothers. I love the zoo. Continue reading
I’m doing this because of all my friends and family who have been popping up pregnant lately.
So I saw an article posted on my Facebook wall. Someone doesn’t like fat chicks!
I’ve been MIA again. I know.
Thursday was the man’s birthday. He turned 28…he’s getting old.
We did the family thing with the boys then, but last night was OUR night out.
What a night.
Okay, how I spent most of my nights the past few nights.
It’s not thrilling honestly.