As winter came you could find me sitting right on top of the toasty metal vent. Oh the smell! The smell of the heater kicking on. Nothing better I tell you. Nothing better. How about making a hot air balloon of your Sunday dress? Yep that was my very favorite thing to do. I have many very favorite things from my childhood and now into my adulthood. When did I get here? Adulthood? Motherhood? Wifehood?
Let's start writing again shall we?