The kids had me come out to see their fort they made on the side of the driveway. They laid down on their beds and Luke peeked from his hiding spot. Also Will napped, so instead of folding laundry or making my bed, I ran 4 1/2 miles on the treadmill while watching The Four Feathers and crying at the sad parts. Good thing no one took a pic of that embarrassing display!Happy Fat Tuesday! Lent starts tomorrow!
2 comments:
4 and 1/2 miles? You are a nut.
I had no idea you had a blog, Shell!!! I'm totally addicted to blogging and it looks like you are too! I'll add you to my "stalking list"! :)
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