On our way back from the park, Rockford showed that he is, indeed, his father’s son. The roadside hat Rockford found, though, is infinitely cuter than the infamous purple tank top.
a quickr pickr post
On our way back from the park, Rockford showed that he is, indeed, his father’s son. The roadside hat Rockford found, though, is infinitely cuter than the infamous purple tank top.
a quickr pickr post
It was a beautiful day in our neighborhood today, so we took Poppy out to the park. She was due for a nap, and I figured she’d fall asleep on the way there. She didn’t, and she was a little bit crabby while we were there. She did fall asleep on the way back home, and she was sleeping in the stroller until just now.
There’s always been a special place in my heart for Don Knotts, and that little place hurt a little today when I read that he’d died. Here are a few reasons why: