Just when things felt like they were going better, it gets tricky. The stretching, growing, and learning that is happening is good. Just, well, you know. Tricky. So we went to Swig. Cause you can’t buy happiness, but you can buy Swig, and that is sorta the same thing.
There is a sister who lives in Tahiti. She has to get up so early to be on lessons that about 10 Am here the roosters are crowing in the background. The dogs start barking and Milo thinks they are outside our house. He goes from window to window, watching over us and making sure that those dogs don’t come in.
In other news, Crash’s crazy socks are alligator toe socks, remember these from the 90’s.
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