Tendrils of Smoke

The weekend in the trenches is best left un-discussed. Let’s just say if discomfort is any indication, the ditzels are turning to empty, burned-out craters. But thanks to D, who did EVERYTHING this weekend while shouldering a rucksack of concern the size of Montana, Little J had an awesome weekend.

Ice cream Friday (above) was followed by Hot Tub Saturday:

and Gardening-with-Daddy Sunday:

We are hanging onto these sweet smiles while battening the hatches for dose two tomorrow.



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  1. Ms. Miller’s avatar

    Hatches are battened. Smiles and sweetness abound. The curement is staking its claim. And soon we’ll be celebrating all the good. xo


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