So,
I chose the title of my blog based on a cute little lake house that we bought about 12 years ago. When Pooh-bear and Snoopy were little, we went to the lake every weekend with little lip. Now that their lives are so more important than ours, we can only go when it fits into their schedule. What happened? When did I loose control? When did my children decide it was time to tell me when and where I would spend my weekends? Can anyone else relate?
1 comment:
I can relate. Although if I had a house on a lake, I would just stay there. :)
Their lives become ours. What will we do when they are off in college?
mourn? party? a little of both I think.
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