Christian was home all summer with us while he looked for his first job. We were soaking up what may be the last bit of time we have of him living with us. I can’t stand the thought of him leaving, but at the same time, we might murder each other if he doesn’t. It’s hard being on your own and then coming back to your parents house. I remember it from his side, now I see it from my Momma’s. Aaaaannyway… We were sitting around over on Grand Boulevard waiting on Jackson or Brad to buy something, and I saw all these girly insta worthy murals. I knew Christian would be there for it. He didn’t disappoint.Who is going to do this with me when you are gone? Scott and Jackson don’t have time for our foolishness. I’ve decided… you can’t leave.