They're 3 month old siblings, we adopted them last week, and they're ~SIMPLY THE BEST~
Our new kittos, Huey and Maple.
My first Lego build since 1999. Please tell my son AT-ST that he's a beautiful boy.
I am so VERY specifically in that Oregon Trail micro-cohort between Gen X and Elder Millennials.
We're the kids in America, woah-oh
Leia, let your hair down!
From that same show, I think.
It may take me a while to see the beauty, cuteness, and kindness in living again, without her to guide and gently scold me into it. But I'll try and do my best, Mummaloo. I loff you.
My Dad and I were the luckiest to have her for the time we did. I would say I don't know what I'll do without her to share all my small triumphs and troubles, but I know. I'll miss her terribly, unendingly, until the day I die, and wish we could've been together longer, always.
She was so involved in every aspect of her care as she courageously fought for her life against pulmonary fibrosis over the past years. She was just the best mother I could have hoped for in the world, and we both felt so lucky to have been given to each other by life.
A reference librarian of 15 years, a voracious reader of hard-boiled crime and sci-fi, a gigantic nerd who was my favorite movie buddy, and absolutely the smartest person I knew, up until the absolute end.
My most precious, cute, stalwart, smart, and belovedest of all time Mama passed away a few days ago, six weeks after receiving a double lung transplant.
Could've been improved by adding some plastic surgery and magnet boots, but not the worst overall watch.