It's here. The day has finally come. The day has come that I admit to being one of those women who have nothing better to blog/talk/brag about other than her child. The woman who I used to feel SO sorry for because she had no fun in her life.
No Adventure.
No Joy.
No Reward.
No Bliss
Nothing worth talking about.
That's what I
used to think anyway. I was wrong.
Because now she's me.
I'm her.
And I wouldn't change it for the world.
So here's the love of my life wearing my sunglasses....



and standing by himself!....are you kidding me???!

And to this woman, It doesn't get much better than that.