Sunday, January 17, 2016

Day Fifteen Hundred and Eighty-Seven

The Neck Stink


Where's Amelia?!
Where's Dada?!
Amelia! Dada!
Where are youuuu?


THERE YOU ARE!
Peek-a-boo!

My two Conleys had the best time wrestling around on our mattress yesterday. Turns out, Amelia sweats like a pig at night, so our sheets started smelling like dirty socks where her head was. Uhhh. Gross, Amelia! 


Stinky neck or not, you're still the cutest (and least pickiest eater) I've ever seen! "One apple muffin, coming right up!"

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