This will be a random picture kind of post, Tessa is busy which in turns make me busy. Today alone I have watched while my child built a tower out of every piece of lego she owns, released butterflies we hatched, played in the sand box, dressed up with costume jewelry, hacked down weeds to make a path to the wild raspberries so Tessa could eat them, ran around the park, ran around the yard, made flower rings, sang songs, walked 3 miles (alone)...what in the world will tomorrow hold?
Saturday, June 9, 2012
you might be a local if...
Or a red neck if you insist on riding in Daddy's truck, Momma says you need a seat and you drag her your camp chair. In all reality you just wanted to hang out in the truck bed because that is way fun.
This will be a random picture kind of post, Tessa is busy which in turns make me busy. Today alone I have watched while my child built a tower out of every piece of lego she owns, released butterflies we hatched, played in the sand box, dressed up with costume jewelry, hacked down weeds to make a path to the wild raspberries so Tessa could eat them, ran around the park, ran around the yard, made flower rings, sang songs, walked 3 miles (alone)...what in the world will tomorrow hold?
This will be a random picture kind of post, Tessa is busy which in turns make me busy. Today alone I have watched while my child built a tower out of every piece of lego she owns, released butterflies we hatched, played in the sand box, dressed up with costume jewelry, hacked down weeds to make a path to the wild raspberries so Tessa could eat them, ran around the park, ran around the yard, made flower rings, sang songs, walked 3 miles (alone)...what in the world will tomorrow hold?



