Does anyone else cry when they look through yearbooks?
I was sitting in my living room this morning crying like a baby. My youngest son, Jacob, has given me his 6th grade yearbook to flip through. 496 more words
Grocery shopping has always been a challenge for our family. Let’s just say Elizabeth lacks in the proprioception and grace departments. Her tendency to stand smack in the middle of the isles isn’t usually received well by those who are making that “quick run” to the store. 330 more words
A boy in Jesse’s class invited him to a birthday party recently. I bought a gift and marked the time/date on my phone calendar. The day of the party we arrived to find a few of his classmates in attendance, which I silently felt relieved that we would know at least a couple of the other party guests. 934 more words