My husband’s gone and done it now. What’s he done? The list is practically endless, but I’ll limit myself to his most recent transgression.
He thought he’d be a nice Daddy and let Mini sleep in our bed at camp.
(It’s now Sunday night, 10:38 pm. I started this post, with the above four sentences, Tuesday morning. What does that say about my life? Mostly I’ve been wicked busy, plus we’ve all been sick. Even the Tall Kid, and he … Read More »