Seriously. This is getting ridiculous. James is fourteen years old. He had his birthday yesterday. Remember when he looked like this?
Now he looks like this! It's unbelievable. In two years he could be driving. Next year he starts high school. Technically he could move out of my house and live on his own in four short years! Not that I would allow it. Did I tell you all my kids are going to live with me forever? No? I haven't told them yet either.
I went to the new bakery again, I just love that place. A block of cheese with mice coming out of the holes and a frog!












