A thirtysomething gal, a wife, a mama, and avid runner. Completely abusive relationship with coffee. Attached mama and semi-control freak, realist with perfectionist dark side. Prone to random song and dance.
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
When I grow up
How cute are little cousin play dates? (I am completely aware this was no play date for the boys; rather a play date for my sister and I) I imagine them together, sixty years or so from now, staring out a window or sitting on a front porch with some iced tea, chatting it up about their childhood. I hope they enjoy many moments together before then.