Dear Leta, You turned 16-months-old about four days ago but your father and I were in such an early morning alcohol-induced stupor at the hands of well-manicured and coifed Southern women that we were saying things like, “Did you get a picture of that bick bruilding?” I didn’t allow myself to write anything in that [...]
Last night after returning home we picked up Chuck from Jon’s mother’s house where we were told he slept in every bed in the house. My glorious little Leta whom I missed more than it is cool to admit here crawled around the living room pulling herself up on ottomans and lifting her right leg [...]
That there is Sydney and then that there is me, first night in Beaufort, SC. Thanks to Tawny for done taking the photo.