Don’t ask. Don’t bother. Don’t nudge, cajoled, or otherwise try to bully me into posting any faster than I chose to do so.
Pictures from the wedding this weekend will appear. They will appear soon. Just not now.
Don’t ask. Don’t bother. Don’t nudge, cajoled, or otherwise try to bully me into posting any faster than I chose to do so.
Pictures from the wedding this weekend will appear. They will appear soon. Just not now.
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Is it wrong to look down at the angelic face of your sleeping child and mutter “Dammit, dammit, dammit”?
I mean, I can explain. Really.
I saw her sleeping with her mouth slightly open and a thin trail of drool tracing her lower jawline while driving her back home after a long…LONG weekend of travel and fun and more travel and fun and extremely early risings and extremely late bedtimes and more travel.
In fact, this morning I roused the family out of the hotel beds just before 3:00 AM Eastern (2:00 AM Central). Forty minutes of quick packing and showering and other last minute preparations saw us out the door and on the highway. My daughter was up the whole way to the airport,babbling along in the back. She doggedly clung to consciousness during the bus ride from the car rental place and in the lines in the airport. She was pliable, but aware.
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