Mark and Timothy were kind enough to pose for a few pictures to show off their new school.
Mark is sporting the greatest pair of shoes I’ve ever seen.
I wore my sunglasses so I could cry when Mark walked away from me for the first time.
I haven’t been alone for 16 years, but I walked home by myself and took some photos along the way.
I like my neighborhood. I love my neighborhood.
Here’s our new house.
Those big trees in the front and the back are all ours.
This is our front porch. I’m going to paint that planter in a few months when I finish reading all of the documents the schools have sent home with the kids.
So, it’s me and the piano and Sparky all day together. I don’t really count Sparky because he is personally offended that I come home each morning without the kids. He’s depressed and pouts in his mudroom cage most of the day.