…well, actually it feels like a normal person’s summer. But hey, we’re in Texas. What else can you expect?
Our little town is old. Like, really old. It has a lot of history. Which means lots of old houses. Charming houses with lots of character.
We like to go for walks through these neighborhoods and (I) dream about living in one of these houses.
To be honest, Bryce hates old houses. But I’m slowly working my magic on him.
Don’t we look great there already? :)