I Like the Cut of Your Jib! Writing about what I know; no more, no less! Over a Month in Texas and No One Has Melted. In any event we are all tan people now, and tan people are successful people! Oliver loves his new daycare, as far as we can tell. He has had a few incidents including a small black eye from falling off the slide and a perfectly identifiable bite mark from another kid.

Balancing sheer panic with hard reality. Wow, what a WEEK I had last week! This was a thrilling development! I requested classical music and for some reason she was impressed. The doctor wants to take you back early. Ready or not, the time had come. THAT, my friend, is True Love. I officially loved my baby enough to let him go.

By the time I was in my teen years, I was seeking comfort in friendships and partnerships where I was the mother figure.

The a part of her immortal world which would turn dust with her. We accept the love we think we deserve. A letter from a friend. Follow MEMORIES OF VERONICA on WordPress.