Covered in glitter and crumbs. Waking up to maracas and fairy wings. Pockets full of rubber bands and dandelions. Buried under book piles. Dirty hands with homemade kombucha. Coffee in the rain. Waiting for that sacred scrap of silence.
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
wrestling with dad
1 comment:
Anonymous
said...
That's so cute! Hope the glasses survived the wrestling match.
1 comment:
That's so cute! Hope the glasses survived the wrestling match.
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