In addition to sleeping in, some delicious breakfast at the table (turns out breakfast in bed doesn't work so well with a toddler), going to church and crying during a beautiful message, and listening to records from rocking chairs on the porch during Everett's nap, we spent the afternoon wandering around Balboa Park, exploring the cactus garden, having a snack, taking random photos, and pausing to smell the roses. I picked out everything I wanted to do for the day, and really, I just wanted a day filled with the simple beauty of this life I am beyond grateful for.
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Me: 18 weeks pregnant. Everett: 23 months.
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