My portrait doppleganger is a matronly-looking widow from the 1890s.
THIS LITTLE BABY... ...goes to high school This little baby... ...goes to middle school And this little baby... goes to kindergarten... and THIS little baby... ...can barely fathom how it can possibly be that her own three little babies are now all in school, because wasn't she just a school student herself, not all … Continue reading Babies
Early tomorrow morning, I shall rise with the sun. I need to be at the airport to pick up her and also her. I gotta be there when their flight lands, lest they feel compelled to while away the wait riding around on the baggage carousel. We will load all of their things into my … Continue reading Blogfest ’10