Messy Desk...
Clean Desk
(and my new favorite organizational doo-hickey)...
Getting a nineteen-year-old out of bed before dawn in August when the rest of the world is sleeping just to go on a walk with Mom is, in fact, the entire battle.
Getting a smile is the amazing bonus!
Um...
So yesterday he was so much my “little boy”.
Today, I cut his hair, and out popped this handsome young man.
*sniff*
You know how you can see something in an antique store, and to anyone else, it’s so much garbage…
but it means something to you?
There will be more of these windows...