Tuesday, September 12th, 2006 | Author: Jami Leigh
That’s what he says as he blows the dandelion seeds into the wind. I asked him what he’s wishing for and he said he was wishing the white stuff would fly off. I guess he always gets his wish. . .
Passing on the joys
of my day:
The sometimes sticky, mostly sweet and often salty journey of a Christian, wife, mommy, daughter, identical twin, bossy big sister, friend, director of a pregnancy center, small group leader, director of young children's ministry, shutterbug, and a wannabe chef.
Tuesday, 12. September 2006
I wish he would blow them off somewhere besides in the yard.
Wednesday, 13. September 2006
Yes, we talked about that
Friday, 15. September 2006
You two are no fun!