So, on Friday I was home with the kids. I was in the kitchen feeding Jake and I hear this little voice upstairs that sounded like Megan was either crying or singing. So, I walk up there and peek in her room and she's wearing a Santa hat and saying "Merry Tristmas, Merry Tristmas"...while cooking a pretend meal (in high-heeled Barbie shoes). Once she spotted me (and Jake), she wanted us to stay in there. I said "Can Jake have a toy to play with?" And she started looking around and pointing at each toy in here field of vision..."not this one, not this one"....etc. She must have pointed out 20 toys. Finally she decided that the only thing he could play with was a piece of plastic swiss cheese. Poor Jake.
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Man, these are times when I wish I live in Chicago...I miss out on all the fun little things. I miss you guys. Hope she has fun at Diego this weekend. Wish I could come in but to much going on. Love you guys....post more.
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