tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644029251496222777.post9064525657589863936..comments2023-12-29T00:24:19.265-08:00Comments on Where My Wild Things Are: letters to Beth {egg casserole, cats & dogs, and varicose veins}Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11555733621307512935noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644029251496222777.post-34848307567325843252012-01-05T10:08:36.710-08:002012-01-05T10:08:36.710-08:00Do NOT be carrying Brennan around. That is crazy!
...Do NOT be carrying Brennan around. That is crazy!<br /><br />=)<br /><br />PS. This is an order.Susan Andersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16049586085703324088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2644029251496222777.post-9926704709464743832012-01-04T15:39:59.075-08:002012-01-04T15:39:59.075-08:00Purging is the best!
Christmas after the kids are ...Purging is the best!<br />Christmas after the kids are in bed really is the busiest time of the year. The second best part, too. Making everything look perfect and magical before the kids are up is so much fun.<br />Max cracks me up. At least she is not a bitter, right? Faye bites Keith and nearly breaks the skin every time. It is so wonderful that she tries to solve her own battles.<br />Let Brennan walk! You are too good to those kids of yours. Of course, I think that sentence is a bit of an oxymoron, but hey, what are you gonna do?Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09670661525139676900noreply@blogger.com