Wednesday, January 28, 2009

reason #967 that I love my husband...


I walk into my office (where he and Reese apparently held their evening "trash mom's office party") and this is what I see.  Usually Reese makes you trace her hands and feet (she loves this and will insist you do it over and over again) but I guess Dallas decided to display his artistic talents on her etch a sketch.  
I never asked but I'm assuming this sketch is threefold: THIS is where we spend our days, our daughter THINKS she is a celebrity living in Hollywood and our lives with her are like a sitcom.  

I'm sure glad we get each other...

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