A perfect Sunday

He can cook and encourages dancing down the grocery store isle.

She thinks he’s goofy and even though she (seriously) can’t cook, she can pour a mean glass of red wine.

Together, they know how to have a really fun Sunday morning/afternoon(&)evening.

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(that would be my pumpkin on the left. I gave up after the knife would not cooperate with me… not my fault the knife couldn’t create round corners.)


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