A holiday that used to be full of beer and blood has now turned to trick or treat bags and diapers. It was fun though.
It has always been a passion of mine to dress others. The obsession began with my childhood dog, "Punch". He was a boxer. It's just now occuring to me that that's weird. Weird like, doesn't everyone raise turkeys? or didn't you feed the carp every summer? or god I hate it when chicken hearts explode in the microwave.
I can't wait to hear Sloane's version of us.
Sloane's birthday is only one week away. It's hard to believe. I am having her party here at the house. It's kind of making me mental. I know that it will be stressful and not all that fun.. oh, and my mom already gave her cake.. but here goes nothing.
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Kenny's awake?
yeah,
our camera isn't working. all of my pictures are courtesy of jay. it's harder to sneak up on him when i have to call to ask to borrow the camera.
wish you guys could be here this weekends for Sloane's birthday.
Evie is really changing. I bet it is starting to be fun as well as work.
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