My life is really busy. I've got two little boys (no, I don't wish I had a girl) and a Gus (puppy), all of whom slobber on me, wrestle with me, accidentally pee on me, and fill my days with endless laughter and joy. Ohh, and dirt. My issue isn't whether this shirt goes with those pants; it's which shirt hides more signs of boy. It's the life of a girl surrounded by truckloads of testosterone seeking a little perspective and the occasional opportunity to pee on my own.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Eating Ice Cream
We took Uncle Gary to the County Rodeo. Jake got to watch the cowboys on the bucking broncos, barrell racing, and Steer Dogging (that's calf wrestling for those of you who don't speak rodeo). Doesn't Gary look thrilled?
. Doesn't Gary look thrilled?
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