Memorial Day

I know that I am meant to spend the day reflecting on all of the veterans of American wars, and I'm definitely doing that. But I gotta be honest: I'm thinking mostly of my Uncle John, my mom's sister's husband, who is a JAG serving right now in Afghanistan. Much love to my Uncle John for choosing to serve his country, and to my Aunt Sissy for being a wonderful military wife, which my mom says takes a lot of love & patience. xxxoo

Go JAG! (is that even a thing to say?)

Teething sucks

Which is probably why we're not meant to remember it. Which begs the question of why I feel the need to blog about & therefore memorialize this horrid experience? So, I guess I won't go on. Bye for now.