Saturday, June 7, 2014

  1. The girls walk way in front of us. Sisterly love.
  2. I make one of my girls’ favorite lunches, the potato roll. The smell of baking in the house.
  3. Jay and I wait for Em in the driveway. She is out of breath, pushing the bike uphill, with a smile on her face, after a get-together with her friends.

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