Chapter Forty-seven: Wedding planning
Barlow was now 6 months old! I thought to myself as he crawled around on the floor while I was looking at a wedding magazine. We only had 3 months left now that it was February and I still hadn't found 'My Dress'. I knew what I wanted and how I pictured it but nowhere seemed to have what I wanted. So I was hoping to get another idea by looking at the magazine. I heard a noise and turned my head to see Barlow pulling the blanket down off the side of the chair. "Barlow no," I said and he looked up at me then crawled to me, I sat the magazine down and bent over to pick him up. He hid his face in my hair and twirled it around his finger, this let me know it was nap time. I got up and carried him up the stairs to his room, I sat in the rocking chair and started rocking as I hummed along to
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