I sit here drinking a beer. I have a memory of my own mother around 4:00 in the summer time sitting at the table drinking a beer (I also remember stealing sips). I now know why. 4:00 seems to be the point where you begin to get a little tired and realize you still gotta make dinner and bathe and put the kiddos to bed and fold laundry.
The girls are in bed and I sit here drinking a beer. With a pile of laundry behind me, it seems like the pile will be more manageable after I drink this beer.
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Hello sweet daughter. I want you to know how much I love reading yours and Erins blogs.....and Kellys....I don't get on the computer too much, for some reason. (busy texting now!)
anyway, it gives me joy and happiness to see your lives....with your children......i hope you can print them out somehow someday.
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