When one of the bastard clan gets writers block the whole friggin family gets it. We’re close like that. 😀
I’ve been having a lot of fun carving pumpkins and creating ink blots for my shrink.
Work is what it is…..dealing with the grown ups most of the time it is work. Dealing with the kids is a gift that God blesses me with.
The youngest bastard in the making, Ryan, turned two years old today. He is the youngest of the clan, even younger than the great grandkids. Holy shit sometimes I feel old. Mostly though I am in denial. I pretend that I adopted my children when I was 10…..and so were they. 😀