Son #2, 13.25 years, 5 ft 9.5in.
His hips come up to my rib cage.
These are some of the peeps with whom he is educated. The girls (and there were lots of 'em) were on the other side of the property, until I mentioned that I'd like to get a picture of Luke and his "date." She happily popped right over and desegregated.
This is the fine young lady who told two friends who told two friends who told two friends that she would like to be accompanied by Luke to the spring dance. And he said, "Alrighty!" (Or some junior high equivalent.) Though he would not act like it when mother was organizing the picture.
Only when her big sister did. I would wear that dress every day ...if I were her.
"Hey, we're getting outnumbered here at Julia's! Need more guys! Come quick!"
Getting back to my Nina Jane. So the word was there were a lot of crying girls at the dance. My sister asked Nina, "Just the sixth graders?" "Yeah, the ones in my class," she sighed, "and I think it's going to get worse before it gets better." Truer words.....
News break - Luke and his older brother
are out right now at a park and I just received this text:
We found a cat.
we lived closer to Idaho at
the moment. I know a fine shelter