I miss Carter.
Resisting all urges to make an extremely sexual joke right now. Just to make you uncomfortable.
It’s called Too Cute. And I swear I think I may have died and gone to heaven.
Wow. I haven’t done this in forever.
Tai’s Birthday Party.
You’ve come out of hibernation so I could admire that gorgeous face.
You could have still admired it while I was being antisocial. Unless admiration now requires more than glancing from a far now, and I missed that memo.