Ariel celebrated her 8th Birthday this past weekend. She had to have a Barbie cake. And this is my little redneck. He can not go anywhere without taking his shirt off and getting completely dirty.
Happy Birthday to me. Today is very special to me. This time last year, I was discussing divorce papers. Horrible. We met at Burger King with the kids and all I could do was cry. Happy Birthday to me I kept saying in my head. He should of just ran me over or something. ThatContinue reading “1, 2, 3 HAPPY BIRTHDAY…to me”