Hi there, Tabitha. I was catching up on Robin’s site and came upon your link. Figuring any friend of Robin’s is a worthwhile read, I thought I’d pop by your site and say hi.
This photo brings me back to our early days of parenthood. We had a wrought iron bench on our front porch where we’d often sit with our then-tiny son, talking quietly to him as we willed him to sleep. He loved that spot.
Eventually, the bench was stolen (amazing what people will steal) and we moved to another city. Never did buy another bench, but this photo reminds me that we need to correct that oversight soon.
123pizza is a game where the rules are always changing. Much like my life and mind. I never know what the day will bring or what I will blog about.
This is my creative outlet. I am free to write, display photos and drive my husband crazy by asking him to tweak the code or add something else to it that strikes my fancy.
Lately I have been busy with school so I'm finding pictures that match a thought, mood or emotion I might be feeling or thinking about. Hope you enjoy!
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Hi there, Tabitha. I was catching up on Robin’s site and came upon your link. Figuring any friend of Robin’s is a worthwhile read, I thought I’d pop by your site and say hi.
This photo brings me back to our early days of parenthood. We had a wrought iron bench on our front porch where we’d often sit with our then-tiny son, talking quietly to him as we willed him to sleep. He loved that spot.
Eventually, the bench was stolen (amazing what people will steal) and we moved to another city. Never did buy another bench, but this photo reminds me that we need to correct that oversight soon.