Dear Lord…I survived


Dear Lord…I survived.



And I DO mean survived.



By the skin of my teeth.




Dental appointments for all three children. Because I’m crazy. At a dentist located 40 minutes away. Because the local dentists broke up with us. It’s a Trevy thing.




Somehow Trevor wound up shirtless and shoe less during the car ride home.


At least he kept his seatbelt on.


And his pants.




This is my Infantile Spasms Awareness. Every.Single.Day.



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