Saturday, August 1, 2009


I try to leave my cell phone in a safe place at all times. Especially when my husband is a "lesson teacher." Here is what I hear from downstairs while I'm doing my hair one morning before work: "That's right, Anna, play with Mama's cell phone."
And here is what I discovered a week later, when looking through my pictures:

Lesson Learned? Probably not.

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