. . . has been there all along. From Mrs. R's Middle School writing class . . .
. . . to campouts, displaying mad fajita cookin' skillz . . .
. . . to making sure Kelly was thoroughly soaked on Water Day, she was there.
And now?
Well, and now, this girl. . .
. . . is his girl.
He describes her much better than I ever could.
Happy Birthday, Jessica!
That picture of the camp-out was the same day Jeremy dropped the raw chicken on my shoe - a defining moment in my life!
ReplyDeleteWow. Our writing class looks so awkward. Time has done us good! Ha ha! :)
Thank you so much!
I love this! Happy birthday, Jessie!
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