Hannah came to me yesterday a little sad and said, "Audrey won't play with me."
I looked at her, sincere as I could, and said, "Who is Audrey?"
"My imaginary friend. She won't play with me."
It's a sad, sad day when even your imaginary friends won't play with you.
Welcome! I am Christie, a wife, mother, and diet coke addict. I write to remember the gift that is my life. I wear diamond shoes, complain frequently, and wish desperately that my babies would stop growing up so fast.