I was going to write all sorts of things with this post. Lists probably. But this picture pretty much says it all. Holding your best friends new little girl doesn't get to happen when you live far away.
When the ultrasound tech declared I was having another boy, I declared myself princess! No job sharing here. I wear the tiara in this family. I'm the mother of three darling little boys. Add in my husband and dog(yes, my grumpy male dog counts) and that's a lot of testosterone. They are dirty little wrestling rascals. I let my boys be boys, but I like things pretty. What's the best defense and the only way I stay sane? Organize my heart out, decorate in spite of 2000 match box cars on the kitchen floor and when the castle gets really crazy I grab something and paint it!
2 comments:
sniff, sniff...SIGH!
sniff, snot, here comes the ugly cry
Post a Comment