A boy calling my girls? Yes, and they both beamed and giggled and loved the very idea of it. Lucy chatted, whispered "I love you" and jumped up and down with excitement. Harper, her first phone experience, grinned from ear to ear and even added some babble to the conversation. The only boy who can get this type of love and attention from them is, of course, their Daddy. And did I mention he is smitten as well?
Ian is out of town for a few days and Lucy has said at least 40 times today (in the 6 hours since he left) that she misses him. She has activities that they need to play upon his return and she has school work to show as well. Harper looked for him at dinner (this is her favorite time of day to lay-it-on-thick. She bats her eyelashes, grins, plays coy, and flirts in every way imaginable). She ended up being her rottenest ever (yes, she enjoyed being told "No!", it only encouraged her). Spitting ensued, the dog was covered in squash, cereal was smeared in her hair. I guess flirting keeps her in check. Hurry home Daddy.
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