Saturday, May 9, 2009

Happy things

I can safely say that in my childhood version of Happily Ever After, the resident pro in the fishing section of Sportsman's Warehouse was never written into the script. Sometimes things don't happen the way I imagined.

Maybe it's just the pregnancy heartburn.

Just sayin', this made my heart swell until I thought I couldn't breathe.

I love you, Mo.

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