every stinking day I can't believe how I got so lucky.
every. stinking. day.
there are only a few things I can't go without.
food.
(burgers fried in butter?... ok, texas. your one redeeming quality. the only one.)
chubbs.
(he is so so so good to me.)
and arthur.
(there never was a better, sweeter baby to his momma.)
sometimes I get a little down when chubbs is away all day. I sure do love that guy. and he loves me too which is the best part of all. silas teases him because he tells me he loves me about every 5 minutes :). I can't complain. I love him right back. when he's gone, the only reason I don't spend every day crying in my room is because of my sweet little poophead. seriously.
(ok, really.... he just smiled in his sleep and I died.)
I love him so much! why is he so good to me???????????
how on earth did I get these boys?...seriously... my heart... it can't hold all the love..... I've had to start storing it in other places.... like my belly... and my bum. (yuck gross.)
it's valentine's day every day. and my birthday and christmas.
what?........
oh. and look at this stinking cute hat on my baby.
go ahead. cry.
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