We have been mourning your absence, but tonight we celebrated your nonattendance at dinner group with Becca's tasty Sloppy Joes. Now that we've gotten in our fill of "contraband" foods, please come home. We're bored.
Sage cried today when I turned onto our street instead of going one more down to your house. Eliza has no one to read to (or on), or pick bows off their head. We're really suffering.
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Ditto to that . . . come home! We miss you all. Plus we need to finish that haircut of Jacob's . . . or do we really have to? --Mom
Come home, Danielle!
Aw... I am ready to come home!!!! (Especially now that the Sloppy Joes are done). Adam's a better bed partner than Jacob (and Adam doesn't make me get up before 6). And don't worry, Jacob is continuing the bow removal legacy.
for the record, those pickles were not served at our house for dinner group.
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