The heat and flies ticked off this horse near the Shipley farm in Vilas today.
I know just how she feels.
The following is an open letter to my Mother:
Dear Mom,
Remember when I was 18, on the cusp of 19, and I mocked every word you uttered? If not that, then, I at least thought, not so silently, that you were quite possibly the stupidest person on the face of this Earth?
Well, your then wish finally came true.
I have a child just like me.
Yikes.
Love,
Marie
P.S. Today, I just passed along these same most sincere wishes to my Eldest.
What? I'm simply keeping the family traditions...
:)
