My life is an open book--literally. My lovely journal took a dunking in the bathtub (long story.) And then while the pages were weak and fragile one of my little sweeties ripped SEVERAL of them out. Here they are spread out on my bed trying to dry.***************************************
September 4--our last over-nighter at Murtaugh Lake before the start of school.
We celebrated my Dad's birthday while we were out there.
September 6--the night before school started my daughters decided to change their hair color. Teresa chose red; Scheri chose blond frost.
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