Let it Go
I have a tendency to have pretty high standards for what I will let the girls out of the house wearing. I never knew myself for a control freak, but I see now that I kind of am. I'm talking their clothes have to be matching, down to the socks, their hair has to be combed, and preferably Hallie's will be in a braid. But you know what? Maybe this is a lesson you all learned long ago. Sometimes, (prepare yourself) there are things in life that I can't control. I'm just guessing that its the same way for you. And in those times, I've decided, its best to let it go. Let it GO man. Just in case you need to learn this lesson, too. Another life lesson learned on this occasion: The Culver's butterburger is INDEED delicious. Indeed.