Before leaving the house, I grab my keys, sunglasses, and purse off of the counter by the door. Lately, NyCee stops at the door and says, "Mommy, where are my glasses and purse?" She will not leave the house with out them. She is quite the little lady.
Of course, the items end up staying in my car (which is a mess by the way) because we both forget to get them out when we come home. The back seat of my truck looks more like her toy box than a truck. Any volunteers to come to the Valley of the Sun and clean it out for me? It is absolutely beautiful here.
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