Saturday afternoon Popi and Emma wanted to go fishing. We went to the lake down the road from Popi's house. They fished a little while with questionable success. They caught a fish, but it wasn't much. Emma also learned one of those hard lessons about why you don't play in Popi's tackle box. I'm glad Popi was able to remove the hook from her finger so easily. A lesson learned the hard way.
...is my life now. I was resigned to being childless after over seven years of trying. I pictured travel to Vegas and exotic locales; and buttering up my nieces and nephew so I wouldn't die alone and forgotten. Now, Surprise! I'm a mother! This blog is about my new deviated path, my life with my daughter. Home Email RSS About Highland Gal