my best gal.
my little turtle.
she's spoiled rotten and every time my farmer sees me at the laptop with a credit card wedged between my teeth he rolls his eyes.
and so, in a stroke of self-dicipline, these are the items i WON'T be purchasing and spoiling my daughter with.
farmer = spirit-crusher
but i wish i was buying them. and i'll probably buy them at a later date, because let's face it...i've got issues.
happy birthday month, turtle. your dad is trying to spoil it for me...i mean you.
happy friday, folks.