Lately, Cheyenne has been my little helper -- photographer and now cook. She helped me make an Italian meal. Her main job was to stir the sauce.
And on a complete random note, I need to clean my purse. During the weekday, I don't carry a purse. On the weekends, I'll throw receipts, snacks, my camera, water bottle, make-up in my purse -- everything goes in there. It looks so chaotic. When I'm searching for something, it's like searching an abyss. All I can say is my house is cleaner than my purse. I have that.
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