On the seventh day of Christmas
my true love I did give...
seven sticks of jerky.
(Can you believe I found a package of jerky with exactly 7 sticks!? FYI, it was Old Wisconsin brand.)
As I type this, my girls are in the bathtub.
Leah is blowing raspberries on Grace's belly, and they are both laughing hysterically.
Life is good, amen?