He decided to be a mailman on his bike this day. He calls packages "marriages", which is so funny. So, he delivered many "marriages" to me out of our pantry while I planned my week. I loved that he would know and when I would pretend to open my door, he would say, "I have a marriage for you."
Bike ride to Daddy's office
Bike ride to the park, without a coat... in February!



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