Wednesday, January 2, 2019

A Barefoot Day


When I was younger, I use to get the usual question. "What do you want to be when you grow up?" While I always had a backup profession logged in my dreams, the real, serious, actual first answer never changed. Ever. It was always, "barefoot and pregnant."

I got that dream four times over, and the dream stage hasn't stopped. While making pumpkin bread over the season, my baby grabbed his favorite farm book and found his favorite place, next to mama. The dream continues as those four (and no more) do cute things. 

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