Thursday, September 20, 2007


Harper's cold: Much improved.

Trip to St. Louis: Leaving within the hour.

Number of times I can listen to Harper say, "St. You-is," and still find it funny: 1,983, 436.


Mommy Daisy said...

Have a great trip. Look out St. You-is, here they come.

Erin said...

Kel-seeeey? Where aaaaare you? Haaaar-per? Where aaaaare you?

Me and the boys are here in St You-is wait wait waiting your arrival with great excitement. Calum says Ar-po (Harper), having no idea what he's talking about. HOWEVER, he does remember Gassie (Kelsey, sorry he really does pronouce it Gassie, as in, well-- you know), and that you taught him the up-up-up-DOWN! game.

Is it funny that I'm commenting on your blog while you are driving here, which means you don't stand a chance of reading this until you're RIGHT HERE IN MY KITCHEN? You can call me your biggest fan. I am totally lame.