Tuesday, November 21, 2006
Home for Thanksgiving
I'll be picking up my daughter today from the airport. I am too excited. I miss her. My husband ,the mellow and calm Cedric Beavers is so funny to me. He has already warned me that he expects her to spend all her time with us. I looked at him like he was crazy. A teenager coming to town and her friends are here too, and you think she is going to hang with her parents - for a minute, maybe. I guess that's his way of saying he misses his child too.
But this is who will be the happiest to see her, Ebony.