First day of school picture. In our kitchen. At the end of the day. After a really long day.
I love this picture because I look alive. Fist bump for concerts that you ditch to go get tacos and limeade.
I felt no guilt getting a cinnamon roll because I had just gotten back from an absolutely fabulous ten mile run. I know, right?
Alesha is wearing her shirt that she got at the Latino Festival, and we decided a selfie was required while we were on a slightly uncomfortable polygadate. I am becoming too good at being a third wheel.
And last but not least, my room. Which doesn't look that different except for the big gorgeous window. That has a view right into someone else's bedroom. But it's fine because they keep their blinds close, and we keep our blinds open.
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