Laundry.
Laundry.
Garbage cans out.
Garbage cans in.
Sweep up garbage can area.
Laundry.
Clean up kitchen, again.
A bajillion phone calls.
It's that time of the month--for the vt report!
Kids coming and going.
More phone calls.
Laundry.
Breakfast for dinner.
24.
Soothe a very worried freshman that there is life after finals.
Fighting a scratchy sore throat.
On my way to fall into bed. Literally.
Did I mention, that I LOVE being a Mother. I really do.
1 comment:
There is nothing in the world that can take the place of a mother. I love being a mother too. She is next to our Heavely Father.
Love,
Mom
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