Yay! Another week has come to a close. We are truly moving forward. I'm exhausted, but so far nothing catastrophic has hit and I'm breathing. How about you? Oh...speaking of breathing. I'm now a sheepish member of a gym that I probably shouldn't have joined. I assumed it had a pool (I could swear I smelled one...), and it doesn't. But...I already signed up. So, I will prevail. Or is that persevere? :-)
Princess Kayla will be a whopping 7 years old in August and I have the following list hung on my bulletin board in her careful, neat print.
choclet cake with vinla iceing. Please make a picker(picture) of Scooby.
presents, some petshops scooby moves (movies), scooby toys, scooby shirts, packing bag, irn man 2 the move, DS gams, party at chuck chese, ice creem mint cooke
So, I asked about the packing bag, a little concerned that she might be feeling the need to run away soon.
No...a PUNCHING bag.
That's my princess!