Sunday, March 01, 2015


"Baby, when you're gone". She's underfoot all the time. Being naughty and mischievous and getting in the way. Clambering and running and pawing me. Being adorable yet unreasonable and not kissing me. And so she leave any lap for her evening out-time. 
And I miss her the second she's out the door. 

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