This girl of mine turned 11:
At Disneyland, we'd agreed that the girls would be allowed to go off by themselves for a couple of hours at time. This freedom and trust was part of Lily's gift for the day. She did a great job, texting and updating and being on time at our meeting spots. (After years of visiting Disney, she's fairly familiar with her surroundings.)
That meant most of my day was spent with the husband and Tucker. It was fun as always (and Tucker loved the solo attention), but it was also odd to have my girl off in the park on her own.
writing retreat in Leavenworth.
I don't really take an earthquake as a sign of anything, but as a metaphor for my week, it works pretty well.
Linking up with Lisa Leonard for Hello, Mondays