There he was. Standing in the hallway Pride just lighting up his face. There he was smiling, looking like a grandma with Parkinson’s. Dylan had gotten into my makeup. He decided that today he was going to apply red lipstick like he has watched me do a hundred times. I wasn’t really sure how to … Continue reading The Lipstick Incident
The boys had an early bath this day because Big D is a dirt magnet. He decided to give himself a dust bath as if he was a chicken. I love that boy but some days he tests me. I guess this is karma for all the messes I made for my mom.