March 2012
Green Grass
Sometimes the sky is clear, and where you’re standing is where the grass is greenest And then you look down and realize.. Those aren’t YOUR shoes.
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February 2012
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WatchWatch
Britten doing the ‘stanky-leg.’
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Love/Hate
I love and totally hate how excited Britten gets when I come home smelling like her daddy. It’s the cutest thing that also breaks my heart. But I love my little nugget nonetheless. 
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“From the cradle to the grave, it has been a walk of shame.”
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