Here Justace lies on the couch with his new buddy Bright Eyes.
Do you ever see something small that really sticks out to you? This lone yellow flower in the midst of brown grass really spoke to me. A little ray of beauty and sunshine in a drab world. What I hope to be.
Death during tummy time. Murder weapon: nyquil.
Another small thing that spoke to me. I love caterpillars because I know they are meant to become beautiful butterflies one day. Something I also hope happens to me.
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