Saturday night we went to the Police concert. Wow, is Sting good-looking. I never really paid much attention to him, but …wow!
The two best parts were
1) Passing the torch to Adrienne. Now it’s her turn to have a crush on a rock star.
2) Holding Erica’s hands on my shoulders all night. She stood on my chair and kept her hands on my shoulders while I stood in front of her. I held her hands because of my ocd that she would fall. (Her little hands that still have the baby-fat dimples on the knuckles :))