Sometimes when my days are poopy, and I'm feeling overwhelmed and discouraged, I like to come home after working out and snuggle with this little man:


Or maybe watch this Casey play his guitar and sing me a love song:
And if Casey's too busy, then Caleb

And if we're really lucky, sweet little Archie will come sing us a song, too.

Goodness gracious.
Only on poopy days, I promise.
Loves, Calee
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