Lucia just up from her afternoon nap.
Two pictures.. taken less then two minutes apart. I get it. I’m not sure how I feel about today either. We’re STILL fighting sickness here at the Underwoods. It’s past old. I don’t want to
cry talk about it anymore. I’m longing for a walk in the sunshine, fresh paint on my kitchen walls, a vase of tulips at our table, and two healthy kids filthy from playing outside. Summer, I know you’ll come again. I just miss you. A lot.