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.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Going to the pumpkin patch
We went to the pumpkin patch for the day. Jake had a blast; the rest of us froze to pieces. Atticus would be that mass under blankets on me (a whole person and blankets to boot and I still froze).
We went to the pumpkin patch for the day. Jake had a blast; the rest of us froze to pieces. Atticus would be that mass under blankets on me (a whole person and blankets to boot and I still froze).
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