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.
Showing posts with label my sweetheart. Show all posts
Showing posts with label my sweetheart. Show all posts
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Beauty
Chris and Unity went to the farmers' market yesterday, as usual. They came back with these. I don't even really have to say anything, do I? Just look at them. That's what I keep doing.
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beauty,
my sweetheart
Saturday, July 23, 2011
where mama works
Chris: You know where I work.
Unity: Yes.
Chris: and where does Mama work?
Unity: Nowhere.
Chris: Are you kidding me?! Mama works hard taking care of you guys and this house every single day all day long.
Be still my beating heart.
Unity: Yes.
Chris: and where does Mama work?
Unity: Nowhere.
Chris: Are you kidding me?! Mama works hard taking care of you guys and this house every single day all day long.
Be still my beating heart.
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dialogue,
my sweetheart
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