Yesterday afternoon, Randy and I were lying next to each other in our bed discussing what to do about dinner. Kaley was starting to stir in her crib (after her nap), and Keira was repeatedly running from their bedroom to ours, sticking her ear up against the baby monitor, and then running back to their room again.
Finally I asked her what she was doing. She said, "I'm listening to Kaley on the thermonitor."
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These stories are priceless--I've been reading backwards to catch up. (I've been going behind us, like when you went to Dairy Queen.)
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