I have a funny story to share. Earlier this week Chaille was taking a nap so I was on Daddy duty and Max and I were just hanging out like fellas when I heard our doorbell ring. I answered the door and see two young bright eyed girls about 8-10 years old. Even all bundled up with hats and scarves, I recognized them as the Ogg girls that lived down the street.
They asked if I wanted to buy any girlscout cookies. I asked if they could come back later because we just got a new baby and I was busy taking care of him. They squeeled and said "You got a new baby!? What's his name?", each word escalating in pitch. I said "His name is Max." They turned around and ran off the porch and yelled...
"Mommy, Mommy! They have a new baby and they named it after our dead dog!!!"
Thursday, January 8, 2009
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Gotta love kids! That is classic!!
Love reading the posts! Thank you for keeping us updated!
Can't wait to meet Max!
Robb and Sarah :)
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