My sleepy girl at the end of a day full of t-ball and a birthday party.
Her stash of extra bonz candy. Kept in the fridge overnight so it won't go bad.
Miles cuddled in a hooded puppy dog towel. So cute.
What happens if I choose to take a nap while Jonathan is away from the house: tractors run through baking soda. all. over. the. kitchen. Notsocute. {But one day, a long, long time from now, I might miss this kind of thing. Maybe.}
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