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398. My wonderful son. I am so blessed to be his mom.
399. An impromptu date night with my hubby.
400. A Sunday afternoon nap.
401. Remembering the flood one year later and celebrating all of the good that came out of such tragedy.
402. A spontaneous dance party breaking out in the living room while listening to Mutemath.
403. Flower beds that are still free of weeds. Thank you, Preen.
404. The boy's sun kissed and freckled cheeks.
405. The scent of my hubby's cologne.
406. A perfectly cooked piece of cod.
407. The word persnickety. I love the way it just rolls off the tongue... Persnickety.
408. Walking through an old cemetery. I have a thing for old tombstones.
409. Spending a morning with a friend and her sweet boy. Is there anything cuter than a little boy learning to walk?
410. Boys shooting cap guns.
411. Sleeping late on a cool, overcast morning.
412. An entire day spent with my guys, just the three of us.
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2 comment(s). Leave yours!:
sun kissed cheeks and persnickety! what joy :)
What a fun list! And I love persnickety!
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