Still Gloating…
Although I may have you believing I spend all my mornings bundled up at the ice rink, I do have some mornings off. Those are the mornings I spend at the tennis court with Sessy. My heart always fills up with pride when I witness my children doing something they enjoy. While I watch Sessy on the court I want to squeeze her tight, because when she was 22 months old, and after many horrible tests, we were told Sessy may never walk due to underdeveloped joints. Sessy proved them wrong.
WOW!
We were very excited for Sessy today when she won her class tournament. It wasn’t Wimbledon but it felt just as grand. Until something scampered across our feet, making me screech illegal high pitched screams. What is that? a MMMOUSE? Lizard? WHAT? TELL ME NOW OR PREPARE FOR ME TO CLIMB YOU LIKE A TREE!
Is that a baby squirrel? Is there such a thing? Of course there are. Sorry, but I’ve never seen a baby squirrel!
it looks like a mouse with a fox tail.
Will someone please help me down off the roof of the club house?
Comments are closed.