Last night, as we walked in the door from church, I looked at TPM (The Princess Momma) and said, “Mom, what does this look like?” I raised the back of my shirt and pointed to the small of my back. It felt like a bunch of scrapes.
TPM gently touched the scrapes. I felt her run her finger over each one as if she were tracing it. Then she gently began to rub it. She said nothing. So I asked again, “Mom, what does it look like?” … (28 comments)
I stopped in the Trinity Florist the other day because I LOVE THAT STORE. Anyway...
While I was there, I finally managed to read the story about the Elf on the Shelf.
I shot all kinds of pictures for the Christmas Photo Contest and left with an Elf.
So I get in the car and I tell TPM (The Princess Mama) about the Elf on the Shelf story and tell her that this is HER elf and she needs to give it a name.
The Difference Between a Momma and a Husband
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