You can't have a son and not wonder just how much Judy Garland is too much.
M and I are off on another adventure. This time we are flying into D.C. to dine with this fabulous artist and her family, then pile into the car next morning and head up to meet another of my favorite hippy mamas and celebrate an amazing mama-to-be in Woodstock, NY. It will be a motherboy explosion in the Catskills if ever there was one.
See you next week!