10. Tree! Lights! When my brother Jackson was younger, he said things in an adorable childlike way without "r"s and always had his thumb in his mouth, so everything came out warbled. I'll never forget a Christmas with him smooshed... Continue Reading →
Back from a Christmas mission trip to Ensenada, Mexico. Since Friday afternoon... I have been in a car for about 50 hours, which makes my already flat white girl butt even flatter and somewhat tingly with being asleep. I have... Continue Reading →