4:57 p.m.||||2004-08-10
Every day when I first see Josh after I've been out he reminds me "mommy - I fwee years old". Holds up three fingers starting on the ones farthest from the thumb. I think he thinks I keep forgetting. He is such a little sweet ham man. I love that kid soooooo much.
I haven't been able to get here lately because I am busier than Bush's reps trying to deflect criticism, but man, my life took a sudden and dramatic turn for the better, back on track, and we will move soon and I will start to write again.
My job. Heh. Beesy.
I love you Treya, I miss you A, thank you G, and dedicatedly love and read the same updating favorites....I wish I could throw a party and invite you all to celebrate. La la love ya. Don't mean maybe.