You turn 22. You go to the zoo.
You see polar bear butts, chubby prairie dogs, grouchy penguins, and pictures of red pandas.
You smoosh some pennies while you're there too.
And the whole time you make me so happy.
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Monday, September 3, 2012
Caught
The conversation between my parents usually consists of asking how many steps the other has on their pedometer and whether or not they have caught another chipmunk.
Sunday, September 2, 2012
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