Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Love, love, love...

Someday, when I'm old and gray (shut up. I dye my hair so it's NOT GRAY), this is the stuff I want to remember....
This is the one person who doesn't leave love letters around my house. Seeing as how he's 13, it's understandable. But I do still get tons of hugs, which is something to be excited about with a teenager. I'm realizing that my baby is actually becoming a MAN. How did something that takes 13 years to happen occur overnight?
Daddy love...
Random puppy love!
Artistic love...
Love in BOLD colors.
Love Doormats...
Love on top of floating hearts?
Sibling love, the most elusive of them all.

Ignore the random carrot and focus on the Formal Love Letter.
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