I haven’t been answering my emails.
I’m loving this spring weather. And eating at a restaurant right next to where Lincoln was shot.
I have a thousand text messages, but I’m just too busy checking out national monuments to reply.
The kids are getting a little tired of looking at my pigtails that look like piglet-ears from Winnie the Pooh, but I forgot a hairbrush, so they’ll have to do.
I’m Jim’s righthand-man, and he loves posing for pictures with me. I’m the bad-cop in our co-teacher relationship: “You’re out of dress code! Spit out that gum! You’re late for homeroom again! Give me your cell phone!”
[Fear not – permission was obtained before posting these pictures.]