'Tis my favorite thing about being home. . . well, one of my favorite of my things. After the fire, my mom purchased a bathtub with jets to go in the master room. It's like our own private spa-- Complete with candles, wine, and harry conick jr. The best part is getting out and crawling into bed (unlike a real spa).
Highlights: Logan and I at Starbucks in Branson, Bailey and I via phone on Leah's apartment stairwell, My sister and I screaming in terror and deciding it best to sleep with baseball bats, Mom deciding we were silly and blamed it on the snowman.
Coming Soon: Something Beautiful, New Year ed.
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