In a new-to-me development, Big C has reached the state in his teenagedom where he doesn't want me to take a single picture of him. This shot was all I was able to get at the bowling alley a few weeks ago. He kept covering his cute face with his hand.
Today I have everybody home for the Martin Luther King Jr holiday and I'm wearing my mean mom hat by making them work, study and be together.
I miss my computer. I hope it's doing alright in Texas. Maybe it will bring me back some barbeque.