So Brock likes my guitar. And "drums"....
| Now what do we have here? |
Oh, something I can pull up on!
|
| They call me sticks... |
| ...two, three, four... |
| That's my jam! |
One West Coast girl's journey of life, faith, and family somewhere south of the Mason-Dixon...
| Now what do we have here? |
Oh, something I can pull up on!
|
| They call me sticks... |
| ...two, three, four... |
| That's my jam! |
| And here's a present from me...homemade Peanut Butter Cup Cheesecake :) |
| Brock, that's J's sock. Don't pull it off... |
| I just pulled it a little bit, Mom. |
| Brock, that's J's sock. Don't pull it again, Honey. |
| I know, I just pulled it a little bit, Mama. |
| Brock, what did I tell you about J's sock? |
| I know, but if his socks are on, I can't play with his toes. |
| I'm reaching for it. Can I get a grip? |
| Okay, two hands... |
| Peekaboo...I see you! |
| My bottom has left the floor! |
| I'm on one knee... |
| ...and back down again. Whoops. |
| Let's try again! |