When you go.. will you send Back

This morning, pre-domestic goddess time I took time out to write to Boy; i can't expect him to write a book, if i don't put pen to paper and write words to him.

I just let my brain spill and before i knew it five pages full - nothing of any interest
But it will entertain Boy because it will be like sitting in the car with me yapping non-stop about stuff that doesn't matter.

Fingers crossed this and the lovely notebook we sent to him in September will spur him on.




BOY. WRITE !