kinda melancholy.
Favorite friends say:
Three days behind on reading updates. Oy!!! A new kissing rhythm...my brain read: mmm, slow kisses. ;) This could be really good later. Ha!! (Slap me...but Im trying to give you a chuckle. So chuckle...then slap me.) You are all superstars. For real. And oh, how it sucks...cuz dont we all just want to be normal, mundane humans? Yes!! I do. Sigh. And i wish you could too. But...too late. You already surpassed us all. You are officially superstars. And now, let's be done with this superstar making business and bring Mr. "Slow Kisses" Watson home, stat. It will come. He will come. And when I get too sad for the mountain you and your beautiful babes are carrying on your back, I lay down, close my eyes, and imagine what that day will be like when he walks through the front door. And what your life will be like after....the joy, the way the little things about him that so vexed you before will now be so endearing, and also the first argument you two have - cuz I'm betting that it will actually be utterly awesome afterwards, just to look at him and be like "dude, you just had the energy to get mad, and I got mad back, and hey, lets do some slow kisses....". Lol....I love you dearly. I cannot fathom the hardness. But omg...you amaze me. Please give hannah (and mashew and johnny boy!!) big jocelyn squeezes...and little ones abt knee height from the little girls, who pray for david, michelly-welly, "our" hannah, mashew hairshaker, and the sweet one (jonny) every single night, without fail.
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