On the phone, around 12:30 in the morning.
Becca: So, when are you coming home for Christmas?
Me: The 22nd. And my flight gets in at like midnight, so I'm guessing Mom will make you and/or Dave pick me up.
Becca: Ooh, okay. Oh! And then afterwards, we should go do something crazy. Like... get milkshakes!
I laughed so hard I cried.
That Becca and her crazy ideas.
ReplyDeletethat's just crazy talk!
ReplyDeletehmmm... that's my kind of crazy.
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