Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Day 179

Dear Daddy,

I had a serious issue with creeper eyes today. Don't mind me. Mommy was so annoyed with me over it. Look at us carrying you in our carriers!

You can't tell in the least bit, but Emma was being silly here-she had her legs picked up and were swinging them back and forth like she was on swings. She did it for quite awhile and it was silly.

What's also silly is that she is the one who most often touches the tree. Stinker. She's gotten ornaments down before.


This is the entire bottle of Tylenol that Patrick spilled on the floor. It doesn't look like much here but it was an entire pretty big bottle. 


We miss you, daddy, and we can't wait to see you.

Love, Maya