Looks like royal in a thrift store dress
Keeps my heart and her hair a mess She goes where the wind suggests she goes, who knows Got a spirit that can't be tamed She's a calico pony on an open plain I know I'll never be the same no more, for sure She's a wild child Got a rebel soul with a whole lot of gypsy wild style She can't be tied down but for a while I'll be falling free and so in love Might break my heart but God she drives me wild child She'll be here until she runs Some just have to chase the sun She's a wild child Got a rebel soul with a whole lot of gypsy wild style She can't be tied down but for a while I'll be falling free and so in love Might break my heart but God she drives me wild child A kaleidoscope of colors in her mind child A touch of crazy hides behind her wild smile So simple yet experimental Innocent but still a little wild child ....Kenny Chesney "Wild Child"
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AuthorMy name is Kaci. I am a working mom of 3. Wife to Josh. Mom to Jackson, Cameron & Isabella. My life is dinner, homework, baseball, basketball, grocery lists, laundry, middle school, wine, video games, and schedules. I started this blog because I love taking pictures, and I needed a place to document our life. I wanted a place to write it all down, to remember little details so easily forgotten in the mad rush that is the life of a family of 5. Through my photos and words, I endeavor to capture our story. Categories
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