I must have had black and white (or Prison Break) on the brain this morning as I got us all dressed. C mentioned that we looked like jailbirds. Guilty!
My flying Pato.
S picked these flowers (...uh...weeds) and was so proud of herself. I couldn't bring myself to throw them out. So, in the bud vase they went. I look forward to many more weeds gracing our home!
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