He may be eight and a half years old, but don’t count him out. Coco keeps him in shape. Or I guess I should say, Coco gives him no choice.
Yesterday Marlo turned fifteen months old. The cold that she had all last week is still lingering, and she’s taken to rubbing her nose with her palm like this. So now her nose and part of her cheek are totally chapped, and it makes her look like she’s got a terrible rash. I guess it [...]