Yes, I know it’s a little early in the year to start indulging my punkin obsession. But these babies are calling my name. Loud.
I love unusual twists on ordinary things. Not that mojitos are ordinary. I don’t drink them every day or anything…
People who don’t take themselves too seriously.
I could learn a lot from these people.
Or, as my mom calls it, “satchel.”
I love my mom. You might even say I’m obsessed with her.
I’ve been looking for something to do with Adlai’s leftover baby food jars, and Simon’s going to kill me if I don’t get them off the kitchen counter soon.
On that note, I’m off to find his drill.