Grandmapa found you a dump truck...at the dump! Is it just because I"m tired that I find that as cool as I do? I feel clear that it's cool, but the level to which I think it's cool? Oh, nevermind.
I had a session, you cuddled with Jacob and with Aiden and with Steph...and then Dolly and Rovus (who you now call Rosie, but we still call Rovus) and Milo came over. I worked in the back yard to try to get everything that isn't getting delivered finished so there's less to do when it does. Today was a musical element, complete with steel drum and xylophone section. Glockenspiel. We're having a hard time finding the wood for stump land, no chance I'd be able to quickly make you a xylophone... You napped, and Ro and Milo had the whole house to themselves...kinda...only not at all. When you woke up though, they were gone...We'll see them when we get back from Boston and NH. Oh, speaking of which, my unconscious has been keeping it from me that your birthday is next week...and that your birthday party is therefore the next weekend that we're home...and that the house and yard in which the party will be held is a pit...and we're leaving for Boston on Friday at 5am... It's gonna be a miracle if everything works out the way we're hoping, but I'm in the business of making miracles for you, Kiddo... Here's hoping!
Aunt Beth came over for dinner and to take the dogs to the park. It's always nice to see her, but you were super sleepy super early, so the visit was a short one.
Just kidding. You didn't fall asleep until 2:30. I'm so tired.
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