Uh this is kind of the most important moment of my life?
Plus that quiz said Laurel was Sister Julienne and I was Sister Evangelina sooo…
What’s our ship name, greetingsdr? Robel? Laurin? Raurel?
Official Timothy Turner Sass Face Appreciation Post
Make a wish…
*mental image moment*
Shelagh wheels the pram carefully into the parish hall - she’s still getting used to manoeuvring it.
She picks up Angela from the pram, moving to sit on one of the chairs in the waiting area.
A voice calls from the side of the room “Angela Turner” and everyone watches as Shelagh proudly stands up to take her daughter to be weighed.
Dr Turner dashes out from a cubicle to play with Angela’s toes as the midwives coo over the baby in the scales.
well this is the most perfect thing I’ve ever read ever
Follow this woman! She KNOWS !
She called it! OMFG! The moment I saw them dancing this picture was in my head! (And also because it’s my phone background) I just can’t even say how wonderful this chick is and she’s sweet too!!!
You rock ! That is all
Uhm, this freaks me out a bit..
I KNOW RIGHT GUYS I’M TOTALLY FREAKING OUT and reevaluating all of my life choices. My psychic powers were kind of intense this season!
Original post here: x
GUYS WHY ARENT WE TALKING ABOUT PETER SALEM
“I can’t stop looking at her.”
Patrick had woken as he usually did when he felt the lack of Shelagh’s presence beside him in their bed. It was not difficult to guess where she was, and the open door to the baby’s room was the last answer to an almost unnecessary question. When he pushed the door further and stepped into the tiny room, he saw her standing at the foot of the cot, one hand wrapped around her middle and the other held over her mouth.
Even the hand and the darkness of the room could not conceal her smile. She had removed it when he came in, beaming at him. His arm had drawn her to him, and when she pressed her face into his shoulder he knew she was balancing on her toes. It was something she did when she was excited, as though she were halfway to jumping for joy. He felt her smile, heard her laugh quietly before she looked up at him.
“I can’t stop looking at her,” she had whispered.
Patrick stared at Shelagh in the darkness. Every day he thought she looked more beautiful, knowing it was impossible. Every day he was more astonished, more thankful, more in love.
He exhaled. “I know exactly what you mean.”