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Wednesday, May 21, 2008
She Missed Us
So we're both sitting on the couch Monday afternoon with Selah--just three hours after having arrived home from our cruise. I'm on the laptop, Kenneth's catching highlights on ESPN. We hear farting from Selah's direction. Other than that, she's quiet. A few more minutes pass and I forget all about it. Then I hear Kenneth... "Hope. Look at your daughter."
Wow. I missed you too, Baby Girl. I missed you too.