Lazy Bum Sanctuary
That’s the name my son gave those times when we just lay around and read or do nothing together, piled on the couch, our bed, or in hammocks.

(365 Day 139 Photo)
It’s usually a Sunday ritual.

(365 Day 10 Photo)
That’s the name my son gave those times when we just lay around and read or do nothing together, piled on the couch, our bed, or in hammocks.

(365 Day 139 Photo)
It’s usually a Sunday ritual.

(365 Day 10 Photo)
My husband asks what on Earth a pair of socks has to do with space. I try to explain I’m losing enthusiasm for my sock challenge and I’ll take any…
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