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.
That's exactly what I was talking about in the other post. She's already mentoring her parents in fashion! You guys are too goofy and ever so fun!!
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