Excuses, excuses

Again, I just need to apologize for not writing, but here are a few things I need to tell you about...I'll follow up in a few days. Promise. But for now, the whole reason I'm slacking with writing to you is because of Michelle. There have been chats, talks, conversations, trips, shopping adventures, food runs, more talking. 

It's all her fault. I was just sittin' there....

So here's what I owe you. Yes, you can count on me stretching this out over days. 

 

Your initial bags. This will make sense when I tell you the whole story. There is a closet full of cheery happiness in our hallway right now. 

Daisies. Your aunt Michelle suckered me. 

You may need to know about food runs. Not the icky kind where you have to go to the doc because you're dehydrated, but running out for a specific craving and/or want. And no, neither myself or Michelle are pregnant right now.  That's not even funny.

The story about you, your sister and the blue water bottle that I decided to just throw out. I was laughing so hard I couldn't even ask you what the heck you two thought you were doing. 

We had a pretty good day today. Nothing eventful, nothing noteworthy. I tried to lock in the picture of the three of you in front of the bookcase playing "tea" and passing the toys around. We tried to talk nicely to each other, we tried to play well with each other and we gave lots and lots of hugs today. I'm putting this one in the win column.