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.
Cool fountains!Boy but they grow up fast, don't they?!
No, actually I can not believe he's almost two!
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Cool fountains!
Boy but they grow up fast, don't they?!
No, actually I can not believe he's almost two!
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