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, December 22, 2010
hey chicago...
We can't wait to see you!
1 comment:
grandma cindy
said...
Hurry, hurry! We can't wait either!! Travel safely.
1 comment:
Hurry, hurry! We can't wait either!! Travel safely.
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