Yesterday was a very hard day in junior primary. I had one little boy tell me he was going to kick my butt, and another little girl try and lift up my dress to look under it. A few other things happened, but those two were the worst. I'm hoping next Sunday is a little better.
This is my blog. I write about being a military wife. Which is pretty much the same as other wives. Except when my husband leaves, it isn't for a week long business trip. Sometimes I write about regular stuff. Sometimes I don't. But hey, this is me. :)
A bad day in Paris is better than a good day anywhere else.