It doesn’t matter how far out of reach you think something is, this one is going to get it. Period. End of story.
I wonder sometimes whose life is rougher … Eli’s or the kids’. He knows he’s not allowed on the couch. He also doesn’t really care.
My little Sk8tr Boi.
I was so busy figuring out how to put two pictures side-by-side for the Lightscoop piece, I forgot to include Photo #13, even though I took it. So pretend you saw this picture a few days ago. I love this vase. Two years ago, it took me three visits to the store to decide to finally buy it. It wasn’t the price that was deterring me, as it was only twenty bucks. It was the vessel’s opening. I see vases, I think flowers, and this opening is so narrow, flowers just wouldn’t look right. On my third visit to the store, I decided it didn’t have to hold flowers, it could just be an accessory instead, and it has been ever since. See something tan-colored inside the vase? Yeah, apparently someone thought it was a good spot to put popsicle sticks.