In which I race my 9-year-old to see who can more quickly share our current colorful circumstances. She wins, AS ALWAYS.
We are going out of town for one last hurrah before school starts, having planned it a whole 16 hours in advance. Who knows what I packed? And who cares? And I can shower when we get there (or not).
I am such not a planner-in-advancer. Fortunately, Charlotte remembered to bring our passports.
One thing we were going to do this summer was to do an xoJane road trip where we would go to various cities to meet readers (and the lovely rookiemag did this same thing really well). What we just decided to do instead for next summer is to come and visit the homes of our biggest commenters (so Allan, organize your toys!). Who wants us to come see them?
Writing fast cause we are at the airport now. Have wonderful weekends. I will be in touch throughout mine. Xo