My Mom was off celebrating my nephew Joe's college graduation. So we improvised. For Mom and for Joe.
We had our own college graduate . . .
Congrats, Zoë!
Now get out there in the world and knock 'em dead.
(Metaphorically speaking.)
And we had our own Mumsie . . .
The world's newest iphone user.
We didn't have this birthday girl . . .
See you in a few weeks, bride-to-be!
. . . but we had our own birthday boy . . .
The belt. The guns. The smile. I die.
If you had half as much fun improvising as we did around here, then we're both lucky.
Happy Improvision!
1 comment:
I love all of this so deeply, I cannot even. I swear that I commented earlier in the week, but based on my current track record (ie: recycling your post on flashback friday), one can never know. It's been a weird week.
I love you deeply, sister. Can't wait to see you in TWO WEEKS.
xo
Jacquie
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