i remember loving cotton candy....why is it now that it tastes more like insulation than a yummy, sweet treat? not like i really know what insulation tastes like, but the texture seems the same. obviously it didn't phase my sweet child. just enjoying the simple pleasures of being a kid. do you like how her hair is all matted from that sticky stuff.
....and lainey. popcorn was her treat of choice. she learned quickly how to get into that bag. she also learned "gibberish." from the time we left my dads she started talking and has not stopped. i wish you could hear her. it is absolutely hilarious. the entire way home, through dinner, walking around the house....from the moment she woke up this morning, in the car and the store....you get my meaning. she has NOT stopped. she is really speaking her own language and enjoying every minute of it. this girl has somethin' to say! (poor alan, a house full of girls who like to talk.....maybe we should get him some ear plugs?)
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Sorry I missed you guys! I'm so glad you could come over and have some fun. Your Dad had a great time with the girls. Love ya
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