Chicken Blog: {this moment}

Friday, August 01, 2014

{this moment}

A special moment from the week.

Inspired by SouleMama. Please share a link to your {moment} in the comments.

Max, one week from his sixteenth birthday, Limekiln State Park, California.

2 comments:

nikkipolaniAugust 1, 2014 at 6:38 AM
Fantastic! Many happy wishes for Max!
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JaneceAugust 1, 2014 at 9:39 AM
16!! 16?? Holy moly.

Happy Birthday, Max!!!!
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