I FINALLY picked up my new Gucci sunglasses and was able to give them a test drive. Chris and I went to the temple yesterday, leaving Baby Zog behind, which meant I had grown-up clothes on and jewelry that a baby would’ve snapped in a second. I think its maybe the second time we have been out together without “Little Duke.” (note: my nephew informed me yesterday that while my niece (and the rest of us) refer to Baby Zog as Baby Zog, he always thinks of him as Little Duke. Our last name means “Duke” in German) Continue reading
