The Princess Speaks (again)

So I cleaned out Aiden's diaper genie yesterday. Perhaps it was a day or two overdue and had a bit of an odor....okay, so it was rank. I mean, come on though! I just opened a blame diaper pail...whaddya expect...roses??? But what I did not expect was my ever so linguistic 4-year-old to come running in there, curl up her nose, and say, "My house stinks like a bathroom!" and then chant it sing-song style the rest of the evening. I am so looking forward to her going to preschool and announcing THAT at circle time!!!

Surprise Papa...Its Your Juliana!!!

In a North Dakota airport a little girl gets off the plane, runs to her Papa and says, "Surprise Papa, its your Juliana!" And so the memory began...a Papa and his grandbaby...together.

With some friends, a rodeo, and a 4th of July barbeque, they play the weekend away.

But in the end, all the fun aside, it comes down to a little girl that says..."Look! I got my Papa!"

My Heart Aches

Juliana is in North Dakota with Grandma visiting her Papa for the next couple of days. Though I am thrilled they are getting to spend time together, my heart aches. The house is too quiet, I haven't tripped on a naked Barbie doll all day long, and there is no "Princess Milk" to be made. Ever missed someone so much it made your stomach clinch?