The Morning, Noon, and Night
Yesterday morning, we ate breakfast with a giant "brrrrd, " as Amelia calls them. The thing waltzed right into our garage while I took the trash out. Maybe he heard how great it is being a Conley and wanted in on the action. Can't blame him.
Yesterday afternoon, Daddy came home early and took Amelia swimming for the first time in our new saltwater pool! Well, actually, he mostly just let her float while he played self-on-self basketball. Same thing, right?
And yesterday evening, we met a real-life Whitacre, only in puppy form! Uncle Scott got a new puppy and it's maybe the cutest one of all time. Surely, I'm biased some, but seriously?! A puppy polar bear? It can't get better.
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Adam pitches tomorrow (Thursday) at 1:05PM.
Amelia and I have a baby shower at 11, followed by a trip to the ballpark and a game...all during her first nap of the day. So while you're praying for Adam out there, maybe put a little request in for me and Amelia as well. For rest and sanity. PLEASE. It's going to be a rough one tomorrow.
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