2013-12-11

Caleb:  On the way home from your Christmas play practice tonight, you asked me to turn on the stereo to drown out Leah's singing.  The song was Rage Against The Machine's Without A Face.  When the chorus kicked in (really loud) you said, "Now, we're talking!"  That's my boy.


Leah:  Every Wednesday we get you dressed up for tumbling and every week I'm amazed at how much older (grown up) you look.  You are a beautiful girl and I'm not ready for you to grow up just yet.

Elizabeth:  That bug-eyed look you get cracks me up every time.  Every.  Single.  Time.  Also, kudos on sharing some Taco-roni drenched in Fire Sauce with me today.