Mama's Losin It: It may be time to move this party to the couch folks...things are getting exciting up in here!
Mama's Losin It: My refuge.
Mama's Losin It: My cute googly eyed dog.
Mama's Losin It: Not complaining about my view...yet.
Mama's Losin It: He's fierce.
Mama's Losin It: Thank goodness their father was able to help with the gingerbread train. I wasn't allowed to touch it.
Mama's Losin It: This is now...with our asshole of a gingerbread house. Did I mention I'm incapable of building one of these??
Mama's Losin It: Last night was girls night. That was then...
Mama's Losin It: Walk? Check.
Mama's Losin It: Begging for a walk.
Mama's Losin It: When I stop petting my dog, he starts biting me. I would say that's not the best way to get me to pet you again.
Mama's Losin It: Holiday Traditions
Mama's Losin It: Holiday Traditions
Mama's Losin It: Holiday Traditions
Mama's Losin It: Candy Canes
Mama's Losin It: Candy Canes
Mama's Losin It: Holiday Traditions
Mama's Losin It: Holiday Traditions
Mama's Losin It: Holiday Traditions
Mama's Losin It: Holiday Traditions
Mama's Losin It: Holiday Traditions
Mama's Losin It: Holiday Traditions
Mama's Losin It: Holiday Traditions
Mama's Losin It: Holiday Traditions
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Mama's Losin It: Holiday Traditions
Mama's Losin It: Holiday Traditions