My Food Prep Station
Earlier this week, the girls went with me to the Ford house. I had to get the car serviced for the first time. Just a routine oil change and all that jazz. They are great kids, to take out in public. They played for almost two hours, in the waiting room.
I spy with my little eye, Dakota.
She was giving me those innocent eyes, but what she's not saying is:
"I'm sorry I popped and spit-up on you."
That's ok, I forgive you!
Everyone have a great weekend! Somehow, I'm suppose to run 9 miles. We'll see how that goes. I'll be optimistic and say, it's gonna happen. (this is me convincing myself).
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