Weeds...and not the desirable kind.
Tonight I contemplated posting at all since my mind has been dwelling in the deepest and darkest chasms today and I was terrified of what I might say. But since dinner has been completed, children have been bathed, and I got a new clothes line installed I am feeling a bit brighter...the glass of vino didn't hurt either. This weekend we hit up a couple of the nearby flea markets. One thing that I hate about venturing out with your children in this Spring weather is that I am never sure how to dress them. Saturday morning, bright beautiful sunshine, news forecasting temps in the 70's. Great! Get the kids dressed, Bell in some lightweight pants and t-shirt, Noah in a T-shirt and shorts. We get to the market and of course it is like 55 and friggin freezing. Now if you are a mom you know what happens next. Not only do you feel terrible but everyone and their brother is blabbering on..."Oh you must be cold honey" "Shorts...oh boy" b...