
Except I thought it was March that inspired that saying. For us, it was July. It started out great....we went to a party on the 4th, then me and Wyatt went to watch fireworks the next night with an old friend and his kiddos. It was all good....right up until the last week of the month. Then it was just one thing after another...and another...and another. I am glad July is OVER! The king and Wyatt somehow managed to have good birthdays though, so that was good. I won't get into everything that happened last week, but I will say, that I no longer think that age 12 is the hardest. Nope. The first few years after high school graduation....now that's hard. Hard for his Momma anyway. Anyway...If you know is, then you should know that we go back for an x-ray on Wednesday this week. If all looks good, they they will cast his hand. If not, well, then they will have to fix his hand probably with a pin. Hope it looks ok!! Sorry to be so vague, but this is my blog and I can be how ever I want to be. Tonight I want to be vague. After last week.....I'm just glad I'm still getting to sleep in my own bed, in my own room....not in the pretty padded room that the King says he has reserved for me. Sleep tight, y'all. xox
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