Rock spent about a third of his life in the gray blanket of gloominess that is Western Washington. He is absolutely loving the sunshine of Manson. Papa Dale took him over to the hangar to do some things and Rock just ran laps the whole time.
Ryker's whole life has been spent under the dark curtain. He already loves Nirvana and started asking for a flannel shirt to wear. He doesn't even know what to do with the warm, bright weather. His golden locks are becoming even more golden and lockier.
Rock's little cheeks have been pink from the lipstick from the sun's kisses.
Rock is constantly pointing out the popcorn on the tree. He is either going to think that popcorn isn't edible, or one day will get a disappointing mouthful of blossom petals.
The boys can definitely wear you out, but Papa Dale had better be careful where he falls asleep.
Those boys are a bunch of sunshine wherever they go!
ReplyDeleteI can't wait to see them in July! I'm glad you guys are settling in, finally :)
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