Getaway. Check.
Thu, Feb 23, 2012
We slipped out of town, with the girls and my parents, for 48 hours in NYC.
Part way there Briar whispered: “Oh, I don’t want this to ever end.”
My soul is beaming.
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I love what you said about Grace today at A Design so Vast.
Adventures! With my mom. Were the best memories.
When you were at that age I used to take you on the bus (in Eugene) to the Library. Your delight, reverence even, at the trip was humbling.