January 16
January 17
"My daddy painted it!" Said Eva. She was excited.
So was mommy.
So was mommy.
January 19
I often order "extra extra extra pickles" when I go to Chick-Fil-A, and believe it or not, they actually punch it in that many times {or more} on the register. The green letters shine back at me the promise of a profusion of sourness in my sandwich with the increments +1 pickles, +2 pickles, +3 pickles…
Sadly, it's not very often that I open up my sandwich and see "extra" to the degree for which my taste buds were hoping. Sometimes as little as three small pickles qualifies as "extra."
But not today.
Well played, Chick-Fil-A. Well played.
#thereischickenunderthere
#butyoucan'tseeit
#itwenttosleepunderablanketofpickles
Sadly, it's not very often that I open up my sandwich and see "extra" to the degree for which my taste buds were hoping. Sometimes as little as three small pickles qualifies as "extra."
But not today.
Well played, Chick-Fil-A. Well played.
#thereischickenunderthere
#butyoucan'tseeit
#itwenttosleepunderablanketofpickles
January 20
January 21
We put Eva in a big girl bed last night, but I didn't take a picture until today. She's so cute with all her little babies. Auntie Jen--two of those babies are "Sadie" and "Sillllas." His name is elongated for some reason.
January 22
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