He Talks ALOT!
My middle boy inherited the gift of gab from his daddy. He talks…CONSTANTLY. It’s been this way since he was 18 months old. Yak, yak, yak. At times it is endearing and at times, like when going to bed, that enough is enough. Me: You talk too much. D: I get told that a lot.… Continue reading He Talks ALOT!
Tracing It Back To The Beginning
I had to run over to the dollar store yesterday to pick up some things for the T-ball parade. A little history of the location of the dollar store: there is basically nothing left in that plaza. There is a Subway, a RAC, and empty spaces. I think there was even a Bertuccis there at… Continue reading Tracing It Back To The Beginning