Letters

Dear Duncan,

Today I heard you naming your Cheerios. You named them Jessica, Kelsi, Darrell, Ashley...all the names of your friends and their families. Funny but scary...seeing that in the end you ate them all.

Dear Finlay J.,

Today we danced to "Bubbly" to get your mind off of you know what. You see, you like to eat a little bit every 2 hours instead of a lot a bit every 3 or 4 hours. It drives me crazy, but our little dance was a nice perk. I would spend all day smiling and cuddling with you, but alas, there are dishes, laundry, and messes a-callin'.

I Feel a Little Bit Happier Now...

I think I would like it even more if they weren't in a church, but still...

Jimmy is Back

So, Jimmy has been at a sales conference in Tucson for the past 5 days. I had all these big plans for his return. Clean house, warm dinner, cute wife. He came home to a half vacuumed living room (not to mention the mess he had to trample through to get to bed), cold pizza, and a wife who hasn't brushed her hair in 3 days. Fortunately our less than perfect home still proved better than Arizona heat and a near vomit inducing plane ride.

I just keep seeing this picture pop up on our ongoing slideshow.
Look at us. So young. So.....well, we won't go there. It reminds me of less smellier time. A time when we used to hold hands, and I did my hair. A time we like to refer to as - B.C.-
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