

Meet Fletcher and Finley. I've said it before, that I love any and all children. I love boys and I love girls, but I L-O-V-E boys. I love bruised knees and silly giggles and funny jokes and the unreal eyelashes that boys seem to always get that us girls would die for. Fletcher and Finley were no exception. These boys were a HOOT.


Enough from me - just enjoy these two for a minute.
Thank you Salem College for your yummy red bricks and fabulous doorways...Occasionally I am a little proud of a picture. I am in love with this one of Finley. I want to go swimming in those eyes...
Big Brothers are for telling secrets. Apparently Fletcher knows a good one.
Thank you for calling, Edie. I had a wonderful time and hope we will do it again!