In memory of the lady who taught me about the birds and bees, the value of a clean kitchen floor, could silence a basement full of loud girls with a single glare and loved me like I was her own. She has been gone for almost a year and it just isn't the same without her.
They are so BIG.
Meadow's post Comfy Cow meltdown.
What happens when I make a phone call.
My birthday and Ethiopian New Year.
We have three kids beds now...
Getting ready to play in the 'snow'.
What did you do with your extra day?
Happy Leap Year Day!
I love your bike tattoo! That's awesome.
ReplyDeleteThanks! I should have said that my step-mom was training to be an Olympic cyclist when she met my Dad, fell in love and gave it all up to have a family. Hence the bicycle!
ReplyDeleteI am still a habitual spot mopper!
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