My Valentine wouldn't smile for a picture without giving me a difficult time first.
Awww.
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Last weekend we went to Thomasville, and though we decided we didn't want to exchange gifts, we found Black Heels to Tractor Wheels and the Thriller album at a bookstore and decided to get them for each other. And I came home from lunch to find these roses. My silly Valentine didn't listen when I asked him to please not get me flowers (because I like to pick them myself), but that's OK. Simple and sweet.
2 comments:
The middle picture in the 3-photo progression of Aaron looks like Henry. Brothers.
I'm super late, but what a sweet note with the flowers!
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