Chance's been at his dad's all week so we're all missing him. Shamus is like a tiny, manic cyclone. I hear, "Look, Mom! Watch me, watch me" every five seconds. Baby Jack is like The Blob, consuming anything that gets too close. I think he gains a pound a day, he's getting so heavy!
We're all excited for Chance to get back and for us to leave for our Thanksgiving vacation. (Both happen tomorrow). I haven't packed yet. That's always insane. Not one of us can pack light. Even the baby? ESPECIALLY the baby.
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