This is a photo of our old, very narrow, constantly flooded and covered in rubble front path. It’s one of the things that has constantly bugged me about this house. When ever I pull up on the drive way a little sigh escapes me as I contemplate herding my gaggle of unruly children into the [...]

No the children aren’t pre loved or thrifted though you could say they were inherited as both Glenn and I used the genes we inherited from our parents to make them. The items that really actually do fit are: The bookshelf that used to live at my brothers house All the clothes (other than Lani’s [...]

Here is where I blog and a dogs bottom. Here is where I blog and an interrupting child and a dogs bottom. OK last chance before I give up because I’m so horrifically late this week that if anyone does bother to come here and take a peek they’ll be all, whoa, really, was that [...]