A Field Of Dreams
I am a "best day" chaser.
This means I try to top my last "best day ever" as often as possible. Of course, with the exception of marrying Ben and giving birth to my daughter, I have realized that the best days aren't always when something amazing/exciting happens. Rather, they can be some of the plainest days that leave you smiling before bed. This was one of those days.
This freshly tilled dirt field, that ruffle-y dress, and those dirty fingernails tell the story of the most recent best day ever.
I was able to *corral* her back towards our house, but only after I promised her BIG, HUGE rocks (*picture Trump hands here*) were waiting for her in our driveway...close to the garage...next to the door to go inside. 😂
I don't think there are enough hours in the day that would satisfy this girl's love for being outside! ❤️
