The story on my iPhone:
I interrupt this sibling lovefest to confess that I asked them to hold hands. But still.
I love these guys–even with fake smiles and scary eyes.
Even when they ring the doorbell and wake me from my Sunday afternoon nap with lots of screaming to tell me that
I won the
Have a happy weekend and live a little. We have very little planned–Just the way I like it.
How about you?
** Maybe I did win the lottery after all.