Looking out to the patio from the living room.Patio from entrance.Kitchen nook.Living room with TV we happily didn’t try very hard to figure out how to turn on.Looking out the balcony window in my bedroom…Take away all toys and technology and eventually kids will make a musical starring brooms.Not gonna lie, getting really good pizza delivered to the alley door felt like an accomplishment. A last patio shot…Mac summing up our feelings about moving on. (Aside from getting to reunite with Ryan/daddy, which we are all very excited about.Looking at Mr. Cool, you’d never know it was 102F when this picture was taken. Last tapas in the neighborhood.
