So, we took him to the St.Louis airport yesterday (mom and I) and hit the city center at the same time as a big thunderstorm – fun.
But he is back home in California, safe and sound and we are trying to resume some element of normalcy around here. The kids are trying – sort of.

And I am just sitting here in pain, wondering why……….. why do I have to feel so horrible during spring, because of spring, when I absolutely love spring? It’s so unfair I tell you.