Most of my free time is spent getting Marlo to say certain words.
Thrilling Saturday afternoon hijinks.
Now the color of the trees match her entire wardrobe.
I had to put my foot down and tell her to stop reading so many damn books.
Two friends illuminated by a weekend sunset.
Time softens the heart of even the toughest older sisters.
Leta behind the lens.
Still not as alluring as the glamour of an older sister.
Never has sixty degrees Fahrenheit felt so glorious.
Counting my blessings, especially the nearsighted ones.