new license plates on the kiddos' bikes as we stroll through our annual subdivision's rummage sales
ice cream for dinner
watching my kids pick their own flavors: cotton candy and french vanilla with mini-marshmallows mixed in for Narls and strawberry (or "Hello Kitty" as she calls any pink ice cream) with sprinkles mixed in for Em
jumping on a walking path to work off our "dinner" and encountering a momma goose and her fuzzy babies
holding hands with Clay, as our babies hold hands too
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