I was asked to be “President Elect” of our Women’s Council at church. I am really so excited but it’s also funny to me. I just don’t feel old enough to be “President Elect” of anything! I often go through my day laughing inwardly that I have three children! How did that happen? (you know what I mean) Just yesterday (wasn’t it?) I was staying up till 2AM at Waffle House, and flying off to Chicago for a long weekend, and, and, and.
Well, somehow and at some point I grew up. And I have proof.
This is me with Bubba at the vehicle fair this weekend. Now, you would think that me in a photo with my second born would be a wake-up call, but do you see the real reality check?? You don’t even have to look hard.
President Elect? Where do I sign?