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*