There’s nothing like “back to reality” like a trip to the dentist to get 4 teeth pulled.
Poor Dawson.
Braces on Friday.
I spent the waiting room hours paying bills and making phone calls.
My other very favorite “back to reality” activities.
But we are getting there.
Glad to be home and we have our eyes allusively set on routine.
It never happens.
But we keep striving for it.
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Couple more CO photos lost in the posting…
Jeep ride with Papa:
We spent our last day (4 hours of it) removing Kora’s braids.
There are times when I feel like I need to apologize to my beautiful African daughter.
This might of been one of them….
Daddy thought it was awesome.
And Papa seemed to approve as well.
