Friday, June 11, 2010

Friday Night Love

Our new porch has been getting a lot of attention these humid summer nights.

I love, love this man.

8 comments:

Paige Baker said...

Marry him again.

allie said...

Is that a dare?!?!

Paige Baker said...

No, it's a treat!
hehe, you guys are the greatest.

Pop Culture Casualty said...

Is there even such a thing as comment overload? I was raised in Tacoma, Washington, went to Bellarmine Prep, graduated in 1991. I lived next to the Temple theater on Broadway when I got my first apartment on my own. It was only one block from Stadium High School. I'm heading back for the month of July. Doesn't it always seem like such a small town when you go back?

Littl H is giving you very little sleep, eh? Do you think he has been emailing Story for tips on torturing parents? She has been a little better lately - if I try rocking her back to sleep before I try to feed her that sometimes works. She just doesn't like to sleep without the swaddle. Mr. Henry is so adorable and always has the most grown up expressions on his face. I love watching him grow up and am so happy I found your blog.

Katherine said...

So cool! Btw, I was playing this and playing with Everly at the same time. She stopped and stared at my computer and then started to wave 'hi' at the screen. She likes her music!

allie said...

Paige: Okay! But I'd take a dare too, you know ;)

Ingrid: That is so close to where my husband's parents currently live!! I actually grew up in Oak Harbor on Whidbey Island (WA too) but my husband knew of every place you mentioned! Tell Story to email Henry a letter explaining how much better you must all be functioning now that she's sleeping better! Story is absolutely gorgeous as well and the way you write is so wonderful. So glad I found your blog too!

Katherine: Haha, thanks for listening! I can't wait until Henry can wave, I love shaky little baby hands :)

Mariel Torres said...

what a talented man you have darling! :)

allie said...

Thanks Mariel!

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