Advanced Apology

Have you ever done something that may indicate that you are spreading yourself a tiny bit thin? Oh, like I don’t know, accidentally throwing away your children’s spring portraits (yes, a brilliant money making scheme done at the boys’ school that clearly and cleverly exploits the cuteness of my children). I searched my house for forty minutes (FORTY MINUTES!!) to no avail. I kept thinking how much of life is wasted looking for stuff? Eventually, I was faced with my only logical option. I had to explore a less than hygenic bag of kitchen garbage and found the missing photos. They are a little curled on the edges, but are mostly intact due to the plastic envelope that encased them. So, if you happen to get a wallet-size photo from this batch in the mail, I apologize in advance if they smell like gym socks.