Today was pretty mundane, which got me thinking...I love brown. Not the shipping conglomerate, the color. I guess it's something I have in common with Grandpa George. He too loved the color brown. What's NOT to love? It's the color of a lot of really good things; chocolate, coffee, hot cocoa, chocolate, half the clothes in my closet, ummm, chocolate, my hair (which my husband says makes me look good in brown) and did I mention, chocolate? Now you know why I had to buy Play Doh to hand out to the kids tomorrow (hey, there's even brown Play Doh!). This probably doesn't surprise those who know me well - or have been in my bathroom (the WALLS are brown - get your head out of the gutter!) So, I don't know exactly where I'm going with this except that I can't seem to stop buying brown clothes or, um, other peoples clothes (you'll see tomorrow).
My little ham loves the camera and rarely misses a photo op...Maggie on the other hand, runs, so getting a shot of them together requires having Peyton physically hold the girl down!
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