pinch me, i’m dreaming.

it still hasn’t really sunk in that this house is ours. walking or driving up to the house is strange. sometimes when i’ve been working on the computer for awhile, when i get up to walk around i’ve forgotten where i am.

bakery

as mathew walked home wednesday night he forgot to turn right onto our street and discovered a bakery that makes yummy bread pudding and walnut bread.

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