The one subject that I would truly like to be a master of is, of course, my girls. But that is impossible, which is so very hard to accept. There are many, many moments when I think to myself-- Wow, am I utterly screwing up my kids? Am I creating monsters who will be incompetent members of society? What if what I'm doing right now is something they will spend countless hours rehashing in therapy?
This past weekend we took all three girls to the Redskins game... and we won!!! Miracles happen. We actually all had a great time.
|A little parking lot football. You can see how far Liv threw it.|