So, I haven’t been posting much recently. Bad shoulder. Can’t see straight. Brother died. Family tragedy. You get my point.
So, I’ve been dialing it back a notch. Life gets in the way of a silly blog every now and then.
But, I can’t resist this:
My First Grader. Doing her “B”s
She’s six. What kind of hippie school is this? (I’m not the only one who sees this, right? ’cause I may need more therapy than I suspected.)
[Update: I’ve had numerous comments about this post. Something about “Boob.” I was ONLY addressing the fact that the bus doesn’t have a door. Just a floppy window. There’s no door! Believe me, if I wanted to talk about boobs, I will.]