We ate out for Easter, and the boys tortured me. Typical. The dog groomer worked her magic on Tug and, a day later, he was filthy again. The norm. I came thisclose to forgetting to get both cars inspected on time. As usual. And the laundry continues to reproduce like the stuff’s having sex. (Hmm. Maybe the hamper is the place to hang out.)
But that’s the crummy stuff.
Case was just offered a spot working the spotlight for the high school play and is well on his way to his driver’s license, and Cuy’s carrying almost all A’s in school. Damn good for kids who lost their father just a few weeks ago.
Proud of you, dudes. And I know Dad is, too.
proud of you to Susan . . . you’re a great mom and they are lucky to have you!
Susan, i just finished reading your book, 500 Acres, amazing! You have an incredible talent and I truly hope you will continue on with the writing. I choked back some tears at the end of the book when I realized that you lost your husband, I am so sorry for that. Sounds like you were an amazing couple. I recently started a business this year in Holistic nutrition and I want to help people who are going through what you went through. I have seen the right types of food cure many ailments. I adore your family and love the stories. Keep on truckin’!