This might be my favorite photo from Texas. It may not mean anything to you, but it is everything to me. It is...she and I...we...us. We were at Zapp Hall one night, listening to a band, sitting on an old couch under a huge oak tree with a sky full of stars and twinkling lights. My leg was crossed and touching hers and I snapped this photo. We were not even talking, we were just being. And I just like being with her.
Reason number one-million-and-ten of why I love being a mom.
counting my blessings...xo