Ok, let’s face it I’m 29. It’s depressing, I know… but something we’ll have to face HEAD-on. So… for my big day I went to Conner’s preschool graduation, then it was off to the library (which is in very quick walking distance from Conner’s school — but of course, requires a LOT of whining when we walk) and then to the scrapbook store with a friend and some lunch. Does life GET much better than this (beisdes the whining, but you can’t win ’em all)? I doubt it.
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