:: i’m eatin’ sweet rolls…while karen carpenter’s singin’ to me…
and i’m smilin’ at the thought of the oldest out freezin’ himself at the “turkey bowl”…while i listen to the littlest splashin’ the sister that’s tryin’ to “bathe” him…
and friends are due later to share our turkey with us…
and life is just full of good…and always perfect…gifts!
#33
getting to the (almost) end of this most mondayest of mondays…sometime after most everyone else had all trickled off to their beds…
and that boy o’ mine coming to me…completely unaware of my sorry-for-me state…and asking…
“do you want anything from dairy queen?”
:: all of the littles are layering up to go out adventuring in this blustery-cold wind…
and i’m already looking forward to kissing that frigid, rosy-red, two-year-old nose when they all come tumbling back in!
dear no shave november,
i was so enjoying you…and your giving me a legitimate excuse to just let it all grow!
until last night…
when i caved to societal pressure…this cultural liturgy…despite no one even being able to see me under the arms or even on the legs…
and i shaved those slates clean…
tragic…
but, not to worry…in addition to those hairs all eventually…inevitably…all growing back in…
i am now also growing out a beard!
apparently…
and to think…my silly honey tried to convince me that this is all just a “boy” thing!
very sincerely,
me
#32
his looking forward to it since his seventh birthday!
our long-awaited, eighth-birthday-just-me-and-mom movie date…
