another first :: ice cream cone at the mcdonald's play place
thanks, sarah, for the trip out and the conversation.
About Me
- chelsea :: stock
- wife, mother, the rest is to be discovered. I write. poetry. yes I realize how unicorn that sounds. I jog. come on, jogging can be cool. for serious. I jealousize. yeah I do the envy thing, but in a nice way. I stare. its usually an accident. an awkward one. I pretend. can't help it, still fun to imagine. I laugh. and it changes, really, it does, kinda weird. I remember. the best and worst memories at the best and worst times. I dream. nightmares nearly every night for as long as I can remember, says more about me than alot of things. I think. and chances are, about you at one point. be flattered its good.
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only a mere two weeks ago, for the first time ever, ava experienced ice cream in a cone. i'm too mean to let her eat from a cone, the sticky mess has me all up in knots, i'm really trying to loosen up a bit.
that ice cream beard and mustache makes her look like colonel sanders... (in the cute way)
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