Not so much long in what I have to say as it is long in the number of times you'll need to scroll down to view all the photos of my monkey. (Not to be confused with HER monkey - which is stuffed and also pictured.)
For some reason she decided she wanted to do her hair at the dinner table. It started with taking out her pony tail.
Then she wanted to put her pony tail back in.
So, of course, she needs a comb.
And if you're going to style your hair, it has to be wet.
So you use your drinking glass.
Then she had to style the monkey's hair too.
Now picture all of this with her saying things like "I cute?" and "Kaylee do pony tail" and "I brush Monkey George."
Now you can see why I had such a hard time editing down the photos.
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I love her expressions, the way I can almost hear her giggle, the knowledge that some day in the not-too-distant future she will get her brush stuck in my hair, the grin, the way I know exactly what "I cute?" sounds like, and knowing that how much I miss you guys is equal in proportion to how much I love you.
Which, in case you were wondering, is so huge it can't be measured.
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