Monday, November 21, 2011

Hell on Wheels

Sometimes we take turns pushing each other in wheeled vehicles.

Sad trombone for the girls in the stroller. Fray has inherited my resource anxiety and needs to know where her snacks are at all times. The girls are cold and restrained. Life is suffering.


1 comment:

  1. Snags, Fray, and Zeph are three little blonde toboggan bean heads in a pod. I want to squeeze you all!