This summer was beautiful because in June we were all reunited again. I got to stay home with you. We moved to Fresno. You learned to swim- actually who am I kidding- you are a natural- I think you always knew- you just got to actually show us...you learned to walk...and talk....almost...if momma, and dadda and wow count. Which they do.
We go on walks every day and soak it all up- the heat, the beauty, the birds. We taste our favorite fresh bread at Great Harvest- you and I could both survive on Cinnamon Chip bread alone..
Next weekend we will go for a trip down memory lane and visit our old digs in Hermosa.