The Awesome Uncle Brian taught my children the finer points of pyromania.
Little Dude's artistic abilities flourished.
Our mesquite fell victim to the monsoon.
We had to say goodbye to one of the best friends we've ever known.
Courtney became a Band Geek, wore big sunglasses...
...and started high school.
And life as we knew it, changed with this one phone call
at 11:10 a.m.
on August 8...
...during which, a nurse told me that my husband was going to be in the hospital for quite some time ~
3 people know they can click here and say hi!:
My goodnes..... you did have an eventful summer. Assume the DH is ok?
Oooh, Kellie! That's terrible! I know a bit about the speech/cognitive side (I'm a linguist), so I know how serious the injuries must have been. So glad to hear he's doing better.
Kellie
I have clicked here almost daily waiting to see if you were blogging again. The fact that you are tells me that DH must be doing better. You and your family are still in my prayers. Glad you're back!;-)
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