Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole!
Charlie is kicking hard enough to knock the computer off my lap.
Sam started school this week and it went beautifully. All as planned. No crying for either of us. Keith walked with us the first two mornings to make sure we would both be ok. So now Keith leaves for work on foot and we leave for school by trike, all at the same time, and we all say good-bye in the driveway. At lunchtime, when Sam and I are walking home, Keith also walks home for lunch and we all meet in the driveway again. It's just too Beaver Cleaver for words. Except that usually my hair is not brushed.
Where is the yellow dog in this beautiful picture? :)
ReplyDeleteand really, why brush the hair? it is so overrated!
ReplyDeleteso happy to hear about the rolly-polly kickin' action in the tummy!