Hello.
How was your Thanksgiving?
Good?
That's nice.
Ours?
Oh you know, super.
Quiet and perfect.
Got some Black Friday deals.
Discovered that Spencer and I were shopping for the same things for each other!
Is that love, or what?
So anyway.
Remember how I just have boys in my house?
Well.
Sometimes I get sad because there's no one to paint nails with
no one to put in frilly dresses
and
no one to play "hair" with.
Oh wait.
I've got Reese.
Nevermind.
And seriously, folks.
He talks my friggen ear off the whole time.
He says things like,
"Have you ever gotten your hair cut beeeeeeefore?"
"You have to wear these things in your hair for like a weeeeeeeek."
and (my favorite)
"These shots are going to hurt your hair just a little biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit."
**See those gnarly scratches on Reese's belly? Turns out Jet's only claws are just about belly height when Reese is carrying him . . .
6 comments:
So funny! Joseph kept asking me during church if he could braid my hair. And right when we got home & I sat down, he came right over & started braiding my hair. Kids are the greatest! I love that Reese does your hair!
Holy crap. He is the freaking cutest kid ever!
And I was going to invite you over for girl night but I guess Reese is taking good care of you.
I so love this!!
What a cute mom you are! He's such a doll. Love you.
I love that boy! He is seriously the cutest!
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