Feb 19, 2017
Just because we both go to the Cartwrights for Sunday dindins doesn’t mean I’m not pestering the Clarkes on Sunday mornings. I mean, can anyone blame me for wanting to snuggle my god daughter? Look at my Princess Evie!
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Just because we both go to the Cartwrights for Sunday dindins doesn’t mean I’m not pestering the Clarkes on Sunday mornings. I mean, can anyone blame me for wanting to snuggle my god daughter? Look at my Princess Evie!
Evie had fallen asleep on a blanket Kai had laid her on so that they could play together. Kai wrapped her up so that she could pick her up and put her in her crib, but as soon as she stood up, the little one fast asleep, she couldn’t help but run and get her camera to snap a picture of Adele’s burrito.
Lachlan still remembered the first time he tucked Evie in for a nap. He’d only been dating Adele a short while but they both had won him over instantly. As he tucked her in he knew that he adored her big blue eyes and chubby cheeks, her gassy smile, and that, if Adele would have him, he would be so proud to be her father.
A little reference to a how ridiculous story times get with Daddy Thaddy.
I’m just finishing up the photo album I made for Evie’s birthday and then I’m headed to this sweet little girl’s birthday party. It’ll be a nice break from my hectic school schedule. I hope to catch up with some of you there, but if you’re not going please let me know when you’re free for lunches or dinners. I miss you all terribly.