Today Hannah and I went to the fabric store and she (unkowingly) helped me pick some fabric to decorate her new (to her) Barbie house with. Can you guess which ones she picked and which ones were all me?
Prepare yourself, because I'm going to be posting about this project a LOT.
I love my Savior, my husband, my children, my family and friends so much it hurts sometimes. I miss my dad, every day, in more ways than I can count.
I am too emotional, too critical, too proud, too opinionated, too messy, too loud, too bossy, too picky, too lazy, too impulsive, and far too selfish, but hopefully this river I am in will wear down some of those sharp edges and leave me a just a little smoother in the end...