I'm the luckiest girl in the world. Seriously, the world loves me. I'm not sure why it does, but I love most of it right back. I love wrapping presents. Flowers are important. That TOTALLY wasn't me who prank called you, I swear. I love to grocery shop. My boyfriend loves to cook. I can't get enough of kissing him. My bicycle has streamers on the handles. I think if people wanna know about my faith, they'll ask. I look young, and sound old. I love chaos, so you'll always find pets and teenagers around my house. I always have at least one book in my purse. At camp in high school, I was voted "Most Talkative." UNANIMOUSLY. I dance at the slightest provocation. This blog is my mirror, my publicist, my calendar, and my most flattering angle. I am its pushy stage mother. And apparently, I'm important enough to get hate mail. Sweet.
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Luca went to the dog park for the first time this weekend. He made lots of friends with the other owners, and even worked up the nerve to crawl out from under our chairs to sniff the other dogs. We played Luca-Fetch, which is to throw a ball, for him to run to it, tap it once with his paw and run back. He is very, very good at Luca-Fetch.
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Oh m'dear. He would cover YOUR face with kisses. It's impossible to out-kiss Luca.
the cuteness! oh god the cuteness!
It's more pronounced in person.
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