You know you have a bad day when you're standing at the sink doing the dishes and you just start to cry. And when your husband asks what's wrong, you say, "I just need a really good cry". Maybe it was the fact that Gavin wet his pants more than he actually went in the potty. Maybe it's the hormones. Maybe I need some ice cream.
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after we hung up yesterday, i felt really bad that i wasn't more talkative. i even turned to jackie and commented that i wasn't a good older brother because i rarely make it easy to carry on long conversations on the phone. i wasn't in a big "talk your ear-off" mood and i'm sorry. i hope that didn't contribute to your bad day. next time we chat, i'll be the one that can't stop...deal?
i love you.
Maybe the baby is crying because of the midget pants he is wearing on his head. Hey, where did you get that hat?
Hey sweetie, I'm sorry I didn't get back to you either. The evening just got away from me. I'll call later. Hope today is better. xo
If Carl's comment didn't give you a chuckle, nothing will...
Wait... Jud is older than Jordan? I really wouldn't have guessed that.
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