Gracie, baby

Gracie, we miss you. It's not even been 2 days and this house feels lonely without you. Like there's a big hole in it.

Where's the sidewalk chalk and the stories and the coloring and the glass slippers and the Cinderella and Belle and Ariel and 'can I get a tweat?' The running, the hiding. The silly faces and silly words and even the silly ways you try to play mom and dad. Play, play, play. Kick the ball. Dress yourself. Throw water out of the tub even when daddy tells you not to. Where is that little girl that lights this place up?????

Playing in Austin with Nana of course.

You should know that your brothers got 3 shots each today at their 2-month doctor appointment. They didn't like it one bit. If you were there, you would have comforted them when they were crying. You would have seen that even though the shots hurt them, they are still growing into big boys. Baby brother Max weighed 9.13 and Baby brother Nicholas weighed 8.5. They liked the scale just as much as you do. They miss your voice. We miss your voice. "Goo mouwning.*"

*(Good morning)