Today I realized I hadn’t posted much on our Russian Trip!
a crying shame.
I miss Russia, the borsch, gold everywhere, the art, my baby bear, trying to pry a smile out of someone, and our little guide who had a pet rat to go home to at night.
So let’s live through that again.
Shall we?
{my limp hand says it all. “please don’t eat me. or give me scabbies. or some bear russian disease}
{i think i need a little more borsch to look like these doll babies}
We’re off to pick out JB some suits.
I’m excited… husband looks gooood in suits.
…
oh and if you have the opportunity to go to Russia.
Go!
…i’m guest posting over on eyes/ears/mouth+lens here!
