I love waking up in this home.
(she gets overly excited on the rare occasion that her clothes have pockets)
never ending list and abandoned art walls that will get more love… one day.
just chillen’ with her gator…. and crazy hair.
So… sometimes you get really happy that someone you love is moving in with you, but then you get a large reality check of what it might be to live with someone, when the handful of chocolate chips you were saving for your craving days have accidentally been tossed out. Buttt then…. you whine a bit, proclaim that your world is ending… and then BLAMO, helloooo one pound of chocolate. &Hello, wine and tomatoes too.
doggie dance party (not the real jerry, just the baby jerry)
she set the table for herself.
determined to always pick her own outfits.
not bananas, plantains… the only banana that really matters.
is it just me, or does Suta look really hungry for a snack….?
“come take pictures, ryan!”
(he’s sporting M’s “happy face shirt” too)
he knows all the most comfortable spots.