Just look at this photo.It’s amazing.I revert to a pile of goo…….again. As I ponder how cute her arms look in this, I say to myself: “Self, do you realize how much God loves you? Just look at this fantastic husband and baby you have been blessed with!” Then I see this: ….and I say to myself: “Self,
I think I might have obsessive compulsive disorder. Maybe I’m just a control freak. Who knows. But I am happy when all is in it’s place. I am happy when laundry is going and the baskets are empty. I am happy when the bathroom rugs are straight and when the counters are wiped off. I
Wanna see a baby that looks like an alien? There you go. You’re welcome.
Man with baby….again. I rest my case.
Maybe it’s how they bring out the softer side, or maybe it’s just how they fit into strong, masculine arms, but there is something about a man holding a baby that just drives women wild. Take this subject, for example: See the way he is looking at her? Does it make you melt with happiness into
Okay, so the Elliott’s don’t really have a homestead. But we aspire to one. Someday, our homestead will be full of chickens, cows, perhaps a goat, and of course lots of preserved food. Heck, throw a sheep in there to sheer so we can make our own yarn too. What we have in the meantime,