I wish I had made the headpiece you are wearing. I wish I had thought of that one. Two minutes after you left I found the green army pants I wanted to show everyone. Yes, Everyone.
The blog is not real.
Or not as real as other things.
It is about 65% fiction.
-->So that is close.
Miss you. Loved hearing you talk in your sleep. One of my favorites was, "sorry I keep waking you up." Second favorite: "I think I kicked your slippers. I know how you like them close by."
Love.
