Accept the Job

The PTA President (my friend) texted me to see if I could help with an event - the Blitz event for babes who sold at least 12 items for the fundraiser. Get it... 12.

I said yes. Wholeheartedly.

I also volunteered to do signs, decor, and treats. Because of course, I wanted to make signs, like I used to all the time.

I should have bought Skittles as treats, even though Marshawn is gone. Ugh. Freaking Marshawn.

I was glad I could accept the job so I could be there with my babes, and Blitz of course.

A Hunt for Trolls

Daddy told us we would be going on a hunt for trolls.

He said they lived in this old stump house hidden in the woods.



He told us we were going the right way.

We were skeptical at first, but we are always looking for fun new adventures.





Jocelyn was certain she heard them. She knew they were just too smart to be found.



We hunted and hunted, but sadly found no trolls.

We did find another beautiful place in Washington to enjoy, trolls or no trolls.

Guillemot Cove