At least that's what was running through my mind as I listened to Hayley rattle off her best witch voice as she read her bedtime story of Hansel and Gretel. That's what I thought when she squealed a little at the sight of her enormous Hannah Montana Fathead flanking a once-empty bedroom wall. That's definitely what ran through my mind as I begrudgingly agreed to play kickball with my new team members on an office "Fun Friday" only to find out that beer combined with the seriously awesome collection of personalities in my new office made the begrudging all for naught. And that's certainly what I thought as I rolled in the door from my now 10-minute commute with plenty of time to make and eat dinner by just 6pm; dinner that we ate on the balcony in perfectly 75-degree weather with just Troy, Hayley and I. And finally, that's what I thought when I watched Hayley beg for a piggy back ride from Troy through Target; arms wrapped around Troy's shoulders perched 6 feet and some inches off the ground, she said, "Daddy, when you're this high up all the time, don't you feel like you're gonna fall over?"
Yes, it's gonna be a good year.
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Definitely Good Times. We are so blessed that we have your wonderful words to make it seem like we are right there with you. It is definitely a great thing to have a writer in the family. Sending our love to you. Please be sure to give our beautiful grandaughter lots of hugs and kisses from us.
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We will smother her with hugs and kisses from Grandma and Grandpa. Also, Hayley has suggested that you and Papa 'just move to Arkansas'. She doesn't understand what the hold up is. :)
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