Whew, what a relief!

I had to go to a funeral home tonight. A great-aunt of my husband's died last week and tonight was the visitation. I had never met this woman in eight years, but she suddenly was a very very important part of my husband's family. It's amazing how death has the ability to change things, isn't it? So I took the requisite flower arrangement up to the funeral home this afternoon....



Too bad for this. It would have been a much more exciting place had it not been for the firearms ban. Especially after my husband let Griffin fall, conking his head against a concrete floor, causing the entire elderly audience to gasp in horror at my horrible parenting skills. Because when kids hurt themselves, it's always the mom's fault, right?