…okay, that is shocking. Apparently this little one has everyone wrapped around her finger.
I tried to ask Alex how she did it, but she wouldn’t share.
…oh yes, that’s her favorite. I made the mistake of feeding her before work the other day? White shirt totally ruined.
Rough. She’s gotten through a couple of jerseys already. She got pudding on one of Dawn’s the other day? Dawn didn’t yell at her. Or make her run.
…Kris, she’d do that with or without our prompting.
…true. She is a big fan of messes. Especially when she gets to put the mess on mom.
I love you too, babe. I really do. What do you say we take Alex out to some goofy dinner and make a night of it until she gets tired.
…yeah? Maybe we can get her to fingerpaint something out of ketchup.
I know it does. I definitely know it does. But just…we have to hope for the best. Dwelling on the worst won’t help, okay?
…I love you. I’ll try, okay?
Four to six weeks. Maybe only three if we’re lucky, yeah?
…maybe. Or seven months if we’re not.