When we first walked through our house with the realtor, I noticed the big window in the kitchen, looking into the backyard. It was a cold, gray, windy day. The grass lay dry, brown, and dormant. To be honest, there really wasn't much to look at. Even so, it wasn't hard to envision what our life might be like in a few years. I pictured myself standing at the sink, cooking dinner, or doing dishes... and the view I imagined looked something just like this:
His sister was napping. He played peacefully by himself. He's an independent little guy and appreciated the solitude. Love that about him.
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Love him too! Fun pool and great backyard :)
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