Sometimes life just cracks me up.
Like the day I finally took Gideon into that photo booth at the mall. It is “conveniently” located outside of Baby Gap and everytime we passed it, he asked if we could try it out.
So we did. Because I’m awesome like that. And because my Mom gave me two dollars.
What I did not know, however, was that our printed photo strip would say “I freaking love you” at the top.
I always leaned more to loving him “a bushel and a peck” and as a proper pastor’s wife, I try to avoid using words that were invented after 1950, but I guess if I have ever freaking loved anyone…
Its that boy right there.