31 days to a slow, torturous death
Every August Devon's preschool takes the entire month off of teaching. No, that's not entirely true. If August 1 happens to fall in the middle of the week the school ends for whatever precious bit of July is left in those days. Devon's schedule consists of three full days, and those days are the only times I can really accomplish anything. This week? This week I have accomplished next to nothing. I can't even make it to the shower. And it's not even August first yet. I am scared.
The next 31 days will be a test of wills. Some of us might not make it through. Some might get kicked off the island. Others might go AWOL. Some might get eaten for dinner. I just worry that if they opted to sacrifice one of us, it would be me. Cass and Devon wouldn't make much of a meal. Where as I am all soft and would make for some succulent snacking.
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Bring him here.
Posted by: Kelly | July 31, 2008 5:11 PM
hey kelly, told heather i would communicate via her blog..send me a pic of the new/already grown bambino.....im moving south so maybe ill have to come visit.
Posted by: stephanie | August 1, 2008 8:04 AM
Hey Steph. My email is kellys@kbush.com. Send me an email and I will reply with super cute photos of my very own personal Mr. Man.
Bet you were a little suprised.
Mother of the year -> me.
Posted by: Anonymous | August 1, 2008 12:54 PM
The Bush truly is a fabulous mommy. Not a picture we would have all had of her, but true nonetheless. :)
Posted by: Anonymous | August 3, 2008 3:07 PM