On Monday I lost my wallet. I found it on Tuesday, but then I couldn't find my comb. I found my comb on Wednesday, but then I had trouble remebering my address. I had to look it up on my driver's licence. Yesterday I lost the GPS. (I know, ironic, right.) Gratefully Ben found it this morning.
So, that was my week.
Besides my mental atrophy, our other happenings were a father-son campout in the mountains, a writing conference for me, and a work trip to California for Ben.
Since I have no photos of these exciting things, here are a few of our cute boys instead.
Rohan did NOT want to be photographed.
No Bruce! That's outside chalk!
glad that you found your wallet and the GPS. Hope that this week goes better - meaning that nothing gets lost. Love you!
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