A few days ago my husband was checking in on my blog stats and he shot me an email soon afterwards. “Hey, I was the 10,000th visit – what’s my prize?” he asked. Ten thousandth? Wow. That’s a big number. Prize, hmmm. What kind of prize… How about the fact that I cleaned the upstairs…
Category: letters to my loves
two months young
My, how the time flies. Two months old today. It doesn’t seem possible that we are here already, like we surely haven’t had enough hours with you yet to rack up this kind of age. Perhaps that’s because you sleep away so many of those hours. (We’re not complaining – keep up the good work.)…
two months young
My, how the time flies. Two months old today. It doesn’t seem possible that we are here already, like we surely haven’t had enough hours with you yet to rack up this kind of age. Perhaps that’s because you sleep away so many of those hours. (We’re not complaining – keep up the good work.)…