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.
Friday, August 05, 2011
this moment
Brixton, not quite two and Archer, not quite one, showing their love.
2 comments:
I love it! The little guy isn't sure what to think. Happy weekend.
Is Archer walking yet or is Brixton holding him up? And what were the girls up to????
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