On our walk today, Currier picked a dandelion and when I asked if it was for me he said, "No, it's for Rya!" It's hard to believe that one day he'll probably pin her down and fart in her face.
My little rascal picked a handful of dandelions during our weekly walk in the park Sunday. I didn't even have to ask, because he said, in an apprising tone, "These are for nonna, because I love her." They're capable of such tenderness. Now.
Hi, I’m Coleen. After living in Europe for ten years, I'm settling in the suburbs of Charleston with my husband Trent, our son Currier, our daughter Rya, our dog Paolo, our bearded dragon Rosy and a couple dozen seamonkeys. I'm a stay-at-home mom. I enjoy ice cold beer, the beach, books, fitness, sushi and hot tubbing. I'm addicted to Dunkin Donuts iced coffee. I adore dogs. I'm never without my camera. I love to travel and eat and talk about me. This is my blog. Enjoy.
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My little rascal picked a handful of dandelions during our weekly walk in the park Sunday. I didn't even have to ask, because he said, in an apprising tone, "These are for nonna, because I love her."
They're capable of such tenderness. Now.
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