5May2014 musings. Posted in diary of a wife by angie wirthlin Freckles like constellations on your face lead me to a distant place. Turtles in buckets, and hobbit feet, remind me that life is fast and slow, that I want you to grow, but never go. Share this:FacebookLinkedInTumblrMoreRedditLike this:Like Loading... Related
Wonder Wirthlin! Beautiful words for a beautiful boy.
Brilliant. You are both my treasures