Working too hard

This is what happens when I work too hard:  My daughter and my husband plan a surprise.  They planned a haircut, a dress and pictures.  This is what I got--the most awesome pictures of A.  This is my Mother's Day gift. 
She is nine going on 18. 

Nine is half grown, half-way to a high school diploma, half-way to college, half-way to being out of the house. 

But she's still my little girl. 

A's blog post

Hi I'm a gymnast. You can tell because of the picture with the clown doing a handstand a couple pages away. I  flip and roll and tumble and flip and flip and flip!!!!!!! But that was all taught to me by my coach      H H. Hey! Don't give him all the credit! I did most of the work! I also like...I mean LOVE to read!!!!! You can call me a reading freak if you want, 'cause your sure right!!! I read thick books, skinny books, hard-covered books, biography, fiction (my most favorite), tall tales and and AND EVERYTHING!!!!!!!! Fewh! Th-tha-t t-oo-k  mo-st  o-f m-my  br-ea-th  a-away!!! Pant! Pant! Pant! " Mom will you ge-get me some Chill Pills?!" 2 SECONDS LATER... "WHAT WE ARE OUT OF CHILL PILLS?!!!!!!!!!!!!" Oh great, NOW WHAT?!!

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A asked if she could blog and she did.  I'm sure you will be reading more of "her blog" as I am so busy lately.  It's already May.  Maybe I will be able to blog more than once a month.  I started another new job and it has been difficult keeping up with everything I need to know for the new job and keeping up with A's schedule, house work, cleaning, etc.  I know I'm not the only one with a busy schedule. 

Happy May Day!