the sound of mr leif and my dad,
while fixin our shower....
the feeling of our new fleece sheets,
they're cute too,
and so soft,
i never wanna get out of bed...
the taste of warm oatmeal,
like my mom used to make,
the look of my belly,
underneath my soft,
pink pajama shirt,
i'll miss it when it's gone...
mmmmm and the smell of coffee,
i don't really drink it too much,
my dad does
and so does mr leif,
but i do like the smell, it's the smell of morning...
hope y'all have a great saturday :)
it's gonna be almost 90 here. yikes.
i better go on a hip-swingin walk... get dis babay out!