So my first day taking Buxton to the babysitter, and I take him to the wrong house. Right directions, wrong house. Anna and I had a slight discrepancy, I later learned, with the word "road." I nearly left the poor boy with Cleveland Browns fans.
At least they weren't home.
sorry for the long delay in posting. More to come, including pictures from an incredible, purple weekend.
2 comments:
Poor guy, at least he can count on Mommy! :)
Purple, really?? Is this a Furman thing?
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