It is my favorite time of year. I love the colors. They all look good on me.
But man. It's turning cold, and it gets dark at 5 p.m., and lately I've been thinking about anti-depressants, I must admit.
Because the children are growing up, and instead of blogging about it (or even writing it down to blog about later), I'm going to bed early so that I can arise and face the next day of it all. I want to document everything about The Bam, just like I did for John-John. But.
If anybody has any great ideas about how to manage it all, please email me. Especially if your ideas involve a maid or fast food.
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