You're such a jerk!
Well, you're a big ball of sunshine, yourself!
The day ended with us snuggled close on the couch, laughing about the day.
Man, we know how to fight hard, huh?
It's not a big deal, as long as we love harder.
I love him. Very much.
|No worries. We kept it clean when we had mini helpers.|
We spent our weekend camped out on blankets under the sun. My skin now wears a crimson reminder that I am, indeed, a ginger child. It usually takes me a few bad burns, but I eventually accept my reality. Poor Brother has the same ginger skin.
Daddy and Sister both look a little Cuban.
When I was little, my Dad used to take us on Bums- that's what we called driving around, seeing the sights, and not having a destination. He could also spin being lost as an adventure. We're on a bum! We've been Bumming quite a bit lately- traveling by way of old dirt roads and county roads.
Bumming leads to quite a bit of dreaming.
We are dreaming of acreage. And views. And living even more rural than we already do.
We are putting things in the works. Planning, saving, and watching as these dreams slowly, but surely, become tangible.
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