|Notice how Son is parked as far away from|
Mother and Sister as possible. Facing the opposite direction, no less.
With iPod blasting in his ears, as if to say,
"There's no way I'm affiliated with that bunch over there."
On Thursdays I like to encourage
I'll go first.
1. Chesapeake Bay Daughter graduates from 8th grade Friday morning at Ware Church in Gloucester. We have an 8th grade dinner to attend this evening, and there's a graduation party at some point this weekend-- I can't keep up with it all, there's
|The girl has some athletic legs. And she's beautiful inside and out.|
Yes, I am bragging.
Signed, Her Mother.
2. Next year both of my children will be in high school. This high school.
3. A brief two
4. (Because 3 is only a suggestion.) Wasn't I just dropping them off at daycare/preschool/kindergarten/first grade? When did I become old enough to have two children in high school, when I just left high school myself
5. If they're old enough to be in high school/almost college, that can mean only one thing: I am old enough
Now it's your turn to share three things. Or one thing. Or ten things, it doesn't really matter.