I want to ask sometimes "Why do we have them?" When they are little they give us hugs and kisses, we are their world. Then they turn into TEENAGERS with hate, know it all, love you one minute, stab you in the back another. Where do we go wrong in those years of 8-12 WHERE!!!
If I live through this I should get a badge of honor, every mother should!!
Bathrrom is almost complete. We are having trouble with the tops, but hopfully that will be resolved soon.
Off to gets some scrap stuff so it is a happy day.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
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