It was a good Sunday. I should clarify that and say it was a good Sunday for myself. I don't think Natalie disagrees, but when she has to take care of all three kids for the whole day, I don't think she gets the same enjoyment that I do out of the day. She does so much for us.
Evey has a lot of cute in her, but she also has a good helping of trouble child inside as well. I wish I had a picture of her "done-up" hair she was sporting (thanks to the curlers), but she was sufficiently cute. Usually when Evey comes into the chapel she runs up to me and is excited. Today she lurched away as I reached for her. Some days are great and some are tough. She's coming off of a week of sickness so I can understand why.
I think I'm writing scatter-brained. I'll stop now.
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