Tuesday, August 2nd, 2011
Today Charlie started eating lunch at camp and it was my first time as a mother packing a lunch. I love it.
Today Charlie started eating lunch at camp and it was my first time as a mother packing a lunch. I love it.
People always stop Huck on the street, and yet again someone stopped us the other night and said “Hello there!! Is this a Belgian Shepherd? She is such a beautiful dog.” Huck, do you have any idea how beautiful you are, my little Belgian waffle?
Scottie and Nell are one month old as of yesterday. They are growing up too fast. I keep thinking of everything about the day they were born and being in the hospital with them. It was all so nice…Teddy and Charlie coming to visit (Charlie in his seersucker jacket), taking two days to name them, I could hold the babies all day, the nurses were so nice and each time I go to the hospital to have a baby I want to become a nurse, I ate almost only watered down apple juice and graham crackers for days, MJ would hang out in the room with me making it more fun, we watched fire works from the window on the 4th of July, and Hon John brought me a gardenia that made the room smell so good.