Herein lies my completely chaotic postings about the delights and delirium of family living: Steve, Sarahbeth, and our three little Spazettes. I write about anything that spills out of my brain, so it's not always that interesting. Also note: If you require complete sentences from your authors, this isn't the blog for you. If you're still here after all the disclaimers, welcome to our little section of the world. It's a great place to live and be.
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Confirmation of what I've always suspected...
Jack finally voiced what I joked about to friends:
"I think I was supposed to be born in Russia, but was born in America instead. BUT...I would still want you for a mom."