Last weekend, Micheal, Micah, and I watched the movie Thor together and for a couple minutes Micah and I were on the same bed under different blankets. I jokingly snuggled up by him and he was so, SO uncomfortable. And I was so sad.
And Grace will snuggle with me for about 4.87 seconds before she's on to the next thing. Unless it's in the middle of the night or early morning hours, then she's like a giant (baby) squid who is suctioned right to my side. And who can enjoy it then?
I remember when everyone was younger and liked each other. Like this:
(7 years ago)
Or this sick day:
I hope you have a great weekend! I'll be taking our princess to Boo at the Zoo tomorrow, which means I'll be hemming a ballgown tonight!