SO THIS WEEKEND WE HAD REALLY BAD STORMS AND OUR POWER WENT OUT. SO SATURDAY WE WENT TO THE MALL TO KILL TIME. WE WALKED PAST THIS STORE CALLED ABERCROMBIE AND FITCH AND YOU’D WALK IN AND START DANCING TO THE MUSIC THEY WERE PLAYING. IT WAS SO AWESOME.

YOUR DADDY IS A LITTLE BIT MORE HIGH STRUNG WITH YOU THAN I AM. YOU WERE ON YOUR BABY BACKPACK LEASH THING (IT LETS YOU WALK FREELY WITHOUT BEING ABLE TO GO TO FAR, IT’S AWESOME AND I CAN’T IMAGINE NOT HAVING IT) AND HE KEPT ROLLING IT UP GIVING YOU LESS WALKING SPACE AND I KEPT TELLING HIM TO STOP AND LET YOU WALK AND WHEN YOU TRIED TO TOUCH THE FLOOR OF ABERCROMBIE, HE KEPT MAKING YOU STOP AND I KEPT TELLING HIM IT’S OK, IT’S THE FLOOR. WHAT I FIND FUNNIEST ABOUT THIS SITUATION WITH YOUR DAD IS THIS – HE WON’T LET YOU TOUCH THE FLOOR AT ABERCROMBIE AND FITCH, BUT HE WANTS TO TEACH YOU TO RIDE A MOTORCYCLE AND RACE CARS. IT’S HILARIOUS TO ME.

ANYWAYS, I HAD A SUPER NASTY COLD, AND B/C YOU’RE STILL SLEEPING MOST OF THE NIGHT IN BED WITH US – YOU NOW HAVE IT – AND YOU’RE AT HOME WITH YOUR NANA TODAY, BUT SHE’S STARTING TO GET SICK TOO SO I MAY HAVE TO TAKE A HALF DAY TO GO HOME AND BE WITH YOU SO YOUR NANA CAN GO HOME. WE’LL SEE I GUESS. I HATE IT WHEN YOU’RE SICK. YOU’RE SO LITTLE AND PRECIOUS AND YOU DON’T DESERVE ANYTHING BAD TO EVER BEFALL YOU. I HAVE TO WIPE YOUR NOSE AND B/C YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND, YOU TRY TO TURN YOUR HEAD AWAY FROM ME, WHICH MAKES ME END UP WIPING HARDER AND EVENTUALLY YOUR NOSE GETS RED AND RAW AND YOU TURN YOUR HEAD AWAY B/C IT HURTS AND YOU CRY B/C YOUR NOSE HURTS AND I CAN’T MAKE IT STOP. AND THEN I HAVE TO USE THAT SUCTION BULB ON YOUR NOSE TO GET AS MUCH SNOT OUT AS I CAN, AND YOU HATE THAT AND I CAN’T BLAME YOU B/C I’M SURE THAT’S WEIRD AND CRAPPY.

I JUST WISH I COULD MAKE IT ALL BETTER WITH A WAIVE OF MY FINGER. I’M PRAYING YOU’LL BE BETTER SOON, BABY. I’M READY FOR YOU TO NOT BE SICK ANYMORE.

I LOVE YOU ANGEL ☺
♥ MOMMA