Lily and I went on a little girl date last night since her filthy traitor father is romping around all over Alaska without us this week. We unabashedly licked Blue Bell ice cream face-first out of a cup, went boutique-ing, and stuck our feet in a splash pad. All sans Y chromosomal accompaniment. We're not jealous that daddy is deep-sea fishing or hiking glaciers.
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That ice cream...looks divine!
ReplyDeleteI love that boutique!
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