We're growing up together, Keagan and I. We both have about the same distance to travel on our quest for maturity. Keagan is learning that Mama doesn't like it when she crawls up to the dog and opens her mouth so that he can give it a thorough cleaning with his tongue, and Mama is learning that just maybe dog slobber isn't such a big deal.
We have days on top of the world, and there are days that all we both want to do is cry. I know one thing for certain.
I couldn't pick a better travel companion.
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