again, many pictures, so it may load slowly
when last we left our intrepid narrator, she was debating getting on a watercraft. With her 19-year-old cousin driving...
all right, I'll do it. Ang, if anything happens to me, you take care of Lucy. Can you make this life vest tight? Like really tight? Uncomfortable tight?
Man, I wish I could zoom in on my hands here, so you could see that I was white-knuckled before we left the shoreline at the house.
So, obviously, I survived. However, I clearly sustained some sort of head injury, because I walked around with my pants like this for about 45 minutes.
and my favorite photo essay evar: Lucy Eats a Pine Cone.
*lick lick* this could be tasty
yes, I definitely enjoy snacking on these crunchy things
can we buy a box of these for the house?
thanks for stopping by. Y'all come back real soon now, ya hear?