“Shh…Your Daddy isn’t here to save you tonight, sweetheart.”
little
Guys guys guys guys.
Sir is coming for Labor Day and staying the week.
Oh my gosh I’m so excited I can barely hold it together.
Sweetheart needs more little friends.
I have clumsy hands.
I meeeean.
Basically.
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I can’t even think of anything cute to say because I want these so bad.
What Lizzy said.
Sweetheart’s trying so hard to be a big girl.
But, gosh, if learning to be a big girl doesn’t hurt.
Sometimes, your tenderness reminds me just as much as your violence of how deeply I’m yours.
Dearest Monday,
I may be on what seems like and hopefully should be the tail-end of a cold. I may have a lot to do this week. I may not normally say this.
But I am going – to the best of my ability – to kick your ass.