Q
Percy’s favorite letter seems to be “Q.” Most sentences either start with Q, Kwee, or Kai.
Today I got another affirmation of my calling: I am now an officially published author!
We didn’t take any “before” pictures, but before the transformation, our guest bedroom just had a queen bed on basic metal rails, a folding utility table in the corner, and a couple mismatched nightstands, and the walls were scuffed and white.
Valor is big enough now that I feel like he needs to brush his teeth nightly, even on vacations. So I got him a toothbrush holder for our upcoming trip to the mountains with the Lis. Unfortunately that meant I could no longer fit all his toiletries into their little, battered ziplock bag.
We have entered the P.Y. period of our lives, or the post-Yates era. It’s a bleak time without custom cakes for every special occasion, amazingly thoughtful gifts, fun times at fancy restaurants, Home Depot answers-of-the-day, and on-the-spot help when we can’t fix something around the house. We were also used to having them generously, cheerfully, and professionally paint any room in our house, any time/color we wanted, for the price of…
When we first moved in, we were intrigued by the flags with the subdivision’s “coat of arms.” Abby: Well, the pineapple is a symbol of… Read More »arms and the man