A girl and her dog.
On her HANDS and FEET!
Why Ages&Stages newsletters are now forbidden at our house.
Tricia sounds a lot like a certain Christmas poo, doesn’t she?
It’s a hodge-podge today. But it’s an ON TIME hodge-podge!
It’s Thursday, I realize. However, this week is Spring Break, and we tend to lose track of the days around here. My bad.
Obsessive? Check. Neurotic? Check. Freaking out over nothing? Checkity-check.
Tricia schools Daddy on the ways of a persistent baby.
Aunt Becky guest stars as Tricia’s ice dealer. No, really.
So last night I wrote the post about my weight. I hadn’t read about the contest at Jennsylvania or my post might have gone a completely different direction.