Our Day

Me and the boy, goofing around with PhotoBooth back in October

 

I came home from class this evening with only minutes to spare before Jaz’s bedtime.

Not only have I been working later, but when I *do* get home, I go straight to bed. I haven’t really seen or talked to my boy since Sunday. So, I was feeling pretty guilty when Martin sent him to me for a quick hug. Continue reading