we had our annual christmas party this week and it was great.
who doesn't love a good photobooth?
and by photobooth, i mean i hung a white sheet up in our basement and beamed with pride at my creation. too much, i know.
we wore christmas sweaters that would make your friends proud
and your grandmothers jealous.
we laughed until we couldn't breathe, told stories, and talked about the future.
i am forever thankful for my time with these girls.
i've been there to see them grow. laugh and cry. live and love.
and it has brought me so much joy.
life is a crazy beautiful mess. and i'm so blessed to have walked through the last three years with these precious people.
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