Cold

Cold

My green smoothie. I drink one every day, but it has to be cold.

And also, a bonus picture, for two reasons: You deserve it, and he’s just so stinkin’ cute!

Here’s Owen lounging in the wagon on the way home from picking Decky up at school yesterday. Mamoo was busting her butt, hauling that dead weight up and down mondo hills, and Decky was running, and Cait was speed-walking, while our little prince was just cruising along for the ride. He did run the last block, though.

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