Or at least they were tiny little squares on my phone...or depending on what you're reading this on right now, they might be in tiny squares. Anyways, you get it. What is it about black & white photos that instantly makes them feel more special? Like, that taco bell even looks sophisticated in black & white. Basically it makes our whole weekend looks fancy, when it was nothing close to fancy.
Pictured: Got flowers, got taco bell, went so sleep, woke up to Ted in my face, got my hair chopped, got a salad to try and counter the taco bell, it was hot, went to visit John at work, Ted played with everyone and ran wild inside the building, was in bed by 8:30, caught up on the latest episode of Johns favorite show, woke up early with Ted, watched lots of Netflix, read 4 pages of a book, chilled with my boys, went to Costco, got way too many apples so baked an apple tart, and went night night.
Not pictured: everything else ;)