It doesn't get any cuter than this. No, no, I'm so sorry. You are wrong. I am right. He just wins.
A morning in downtown Franklin is like the very middle of a cinnamon roll. It warmed my heart this morning, when it was feeling chilly. I think tonight we will decorate our little place. And, on a whole other subject... my son has freakish-ly big hands for a one year old. He just does. Are you feeling merry?