Avery woke up from her nap and promptly found Daddy on the couch, crawled up and enjoyed some extra snugs.
Hello friendly neighborhood skeleton!
As everyone says, whether you give the boy a gun or not, he'll create one. This particular piece of artillary is tent hardware.
Mommy, will you take a picture of me and Scruffy, and my Boos?
Me! Me! Me!
Without fail, every picture of Jack is quickly followed by one of Avery...
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