Who does that?! I hate these people! How dare you make me waste precious seconds clicking “Pin It” and then the picture only to find you just uploaded the picture and sent me to your “blog” with a bunch of ads! /sarcasm *takes deep breath*
Just hanging out with my son and my chicken. Because that’s how I roll.
That sounds like one of those memes where you make a funny sentence according to your birthday, first initial, and blood type.
We got our first real snow and it’s a little chillier than its been the last few weeks. Erin has her nose tucked into the crook of my knee, an I have my right foot underneath her right next to her chest cage. I can feel her heartbeat on my foot. As she dreams, it’s very erratic. If I stroke her ear, it slows down. My foot and her nose are, you guessed it, warm and toasty. And, as it turns out, so is my heart.