Speaking of love...
|We can all use a little support sometimes|
|We saw the sun!|
|P.S. those are her own, never-worn undies.|
|She always wants me to imitate this face|
|Happy Valentine's Day!|
|Gettin' ready to go outside|
|Upside down baby. Rosy at three months.|
|Tryin' out new outfits|
|Gettin' too big for her britches...and Rosy's hoodies.|
Me: ''You've been kind of a poop to me tonight.''
T: ''What's the problem, you can't handle a little poop?'' ...''you're a mother of two.''
T: (Calling me from Tesco) ''They're sold out of the exercise machine, do you want me to bring you a Dunkin' Donut?''
And my personal favorite:
T: ''I am so good at air saxophone, maybe I should enter a contest.''