Today is so beautiful. The light hangs over everything like a watercolor, spilling into the kitchen, where our Sunday began...
Evan spent the night ( Evan * Lola * Dakota ) He turns 14 Today! Dakota and Evan have been friends since 5th grade. We love you Evan!
Mr. Curry is not feeling well today. His back hurts. But he still sits for a picture :)
Out front, Kagomeis watching....
Bodie checks in with her.
Kagome, Harry and Hagrid meet. They are wondering what the kids are doing...
because Dakota is tearing up and down the street on his bike,
while Lola and Evan hide out and throw rubble at him.
Bodie, Wolfgang and Harry Potter observe.
Lola takes a break to check the mail. We take a trip down the street to our local Starbucks, for a delicious birthday treat.
Grandma Mary picks up Lola Moon for some ' special time ' and buggling. It's funny because Nie Nie's page refers to their family's snuggles as 'mugging', while in our family, it's always been 'buggling'. Whatever your family calls it, it's all about Love
gawd it's been so beautiful here the last two days i am in lurve with SD all over again. and now the fires begin...LA is burning. and the air here is so dry it makes my hands hurt.
what i thought love was is so much less than what it is
Our Pack: Dakota Wolf, Lola Moon, Ian Oliver and our baby, Ever Elizabeth
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What a fun Sunday. I love all the cats hanging out. My Sunday was beautiful a well, but involved lots and lots of snow. Already? Yep. That's Utah.
Looks like a wonderful day!
Kagome is gorgeous! What a wise look.
Hope Mr. Curry feels better soon. Backaches suck!
gawd it's been so beautiful here the last two days i am in lurve with SD all over again. and now the fires begin...LA is burning. and the air here is so dry it makes my hands hurt.
oh boy, do i love that last picture! beauty!
rachy! i miss you so. keep an eye out in your mail girlie ;)
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