Ah, the days of leaving the house with a small bag. Just a few items and off and away.
My Mom's bermuda bag which I inherited/stole from her years ago.
Two tiny mushrooms embroidered while my two little ones slept one day last week.
One a little bigger then the other.
Turn your back and they just might grow.
-Yesterday, as we came home from a dinner out with the kids there was a rabbit hopping around in the grass. It was the first time Little M saw a rabbit 'in the wild' and he turned to me and said:
Is that Peter?
My heart just about melted with joy and I told him:
Maybe... it just might be him