Thanksgiving 4

On the fourth day of gratitude, my true love gave to me...


I am most grateful for my pert near perfect husband and baby. It would be impossible to love one without loving the other since, well, the baby looks like I washed his daddy in hot water and shrank him. However, I am more blessed with them than I deserve. Seeing their faces makes me melt a hundred times a day. I must have been a saint in a past life and am now reaping all the good stuff I have sown.