Thursday, December 31, 2015
The boy who lived... in florida.
On Christmas Eve, when P gave the first book to G, we all cried. P showed G that the first chapter is called "The boy who lived" and said that G is our boy who lived.
An the Crust was so soft I was like "What is this whitchery!?"
This week G told me that his church clothes were wrinkled. They had sat in a laundry basket too long and yes, they were wrinkled. I told h...
G wen to a summer camp in Rochester, NY all by himself. I put him on a plane and he went. I'm so glad he's very confident and inde...
P has taught G to mow the lawn. I asked him today if he would mow the rest of the lawn and he just got up and put on his socks and shoes ...