No song that I could sing but I can try for your heart
Our dreams and they are made out of real things
Like a shoebox of photographs with sepia-toned lovin"
- better together, jack johnson
Way back in Texas, where the grass grows brown (okay, okay, green, I'm kidding), and the people are sweeter than molasses (wait, is molasses sweet? let's just pretend that it is for a moment, okay? okay), a little family called The Helms went to a park and a gaggle of girls took photos of them. We giggled at Winston's adorable face. We melted at his jowls and chubby cheeks. And we oohed and ached when he smiled. Let's face it...they are a pretty good looking family, but Winston takes the cake with his cuteness. Caleb and Hope and Winston, thanks for letting us spend an evening with you guys. We had a pretty wonderful time.
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