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Sweet stuff

When there’s not time to properly write about the deep stuff, the next best thing is to just show some of the sweet stuff. I have a serious sweet tooth, so I’m always thankful for sweets around!

My girls… you know ‘em, you love ‘em. They’re adorable, and nothing if not sweet.

And their interactions with each other… beyond wonderful. It’s so fun to see them start to play together now! Totally sweet.


THE van… the one we’ve waited for these last few weeks. It turned over 200,000 miles on the second day I had it, but it still drives SO nice. And the price…well, you know those deals on TV when they can’t even tell you the price because it’s so darn low?? Yeah, even lower. Can’t beat it, trust me! I’m so happy to have it. For the space, for the ease of in-and-out for the girls, and especially for the lack of payment! Sweet!


And in turn, the van’s journey… here’s the “old one” behind the “new one” that my parents got to replace it as we made the transaction.

The fact that this whole thing worked out as it did, in the midst of a few little snags along the way, was nothing short of divine. That they were willing to give it to us for *ahem*… well, that is super sweet.

Comments

  1. those are sweet indeed! we have a sienna - I love how it drives! enjoy all your sweet things.

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  2. Sweet! I'd be hard-pressed to turn down great deals like that myself. I'm glad that everything fell into place nicely despite the snags.

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  3. Two beautiful girls. Two great lookin' vans!

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  4. The girls are getting bigger and bigger..my how time flies! That's awesome about the van..wish I didn't have a stinking truck payment...but I am not bitter ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

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  5. I can't believe how big Braska is getting! Such a sweetie. Kinlee's a doll, too.

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  6. I'm so glad the van situation worked out! And yeah, your girls are super sweet!

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