"Seven Days of Spencer"
Day Seven.
Day Seven.
I bet you thought I forgot, right?
Don't be silly.
It's been a long day.
So remember back
last week
when I told you that I would share
last week
when I told you that I would share
my favorite
(well, one of them)
memory with my Spence?
Well.
Here it is.
Here it is.
Spencer and I attended Ricks College(now BYU-Idaho).
The.best.years.of.my.life.
Hands down.
Lots of snow.
But still f-a-b-u-l-o-u-s.
One particularly snowy day
Hands down.
Lots of snow.
But still f-a-b-u-l-o-u-s.
One particularly snowy day
my Spence
although he wasn't technically "mine"
yet . . .
and I headed over to Grandma Skeltons house
for some much needed R&R.
That's not quite what she had in mind.
Four feet of snow haunted the overhang in her backyard.
Yes, the overhang covering this.
And since Spencer was such a strong, fit (hot) young man
although he wasn't technically "mine"
yet . . .
and I headed over to Grandma Skeltons house
for some much needed R&R.
That's not quite what she had in mind.
Four feet of snow haunted the overhang in her backyard.
Yes, the overhang covering this.
And since Spencer was such a strong, fit (hot) young man
he offered to "shovel".
And I followed,
And I followed,
of course,
with my camera.
What.a.stud.
What.a.stud.
and shoveled snow off her roof
in the sub zero temps.
I knew at that moment . . .
he had to be mine.
I knew at that moment . . .
he had to be mine.
Oh yes.
He had to be mine.
2 comments:
Ahhhhh! It twas meant to be!
oh how I've enjoyed the seven days of Spencer. Nice work, Jordan ... and good luck with Enrichment!! It's certain to be fabulous.
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