I don't know how it happened, but my house has turned into the place to be for the neighborhood kids. It only happens when Tom is gone. The moment he arrives, they scatter, and I don't see them until he is gone.
Whilst looking for a picture of the kids to post for Tom, I found two folders full of pictures I took of myself. Is that vain? Also, I would like to point out that the picture of Violet, seen below, out in the cold was not taken by me. I would have rushed to let her in. This isn't Las Vegas after all.
Babies getting off the bus on 1st day of school
7 hours ago