pretty much every day
kind of like my theme song these days.
Maybe not so odd, is it.
One big box
on the hillside
looking rather sad with the windows and doors all covered.
No fabulous face on the front .
It will get better, at least that’s what they keep telling me.
In the meantime, we’re staying right next door.
As uncomfortable and crammed and messy as it is, it’s still the most awesome place in the world every now and then:)
The grandboys and I are sharing a room with dozens and dozens of clothing bags, and this weekend we all had a cold. Not too much sleep, but still a grand weekend. I'm having a hard time getting them to stay still so I can take proper pictures, and never mind looking at the camera and smile at the same time. I kind of like it this way. Keeping it real.
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