Texts I’ve sent to Ryan in the last few weeks:
Dec. 26 11:49am
J: Faith and I just had an episode…sigh.
Dec 26 1:07pm
J: No one officially released me. I’m offended.
Dec 30 11:58 am
J: I super love you
R: Why?
J: Cause your super easy to live with.
J: Unlike Faith.
J: Where’s my Toblerone?
Dec 30 6:22 pm
J: I’m not exaggerating when I say F has cried 80% of the last hour. We’ve been upstairs doing the “so sad” routine four times. 4 huge barfs in the shower.
J: She is out of control. I don’t know what to do.
Jan 4 9:32 am
J: This is what Seth just said me—“why do you always pick the things? It’s not very fun. That’s why no one wants to play with you. Except me. Cause I don’t want you to be lonely.”
Jan 6 11:07 am
J: Ask me about the INSANE cuteness Faith just displayed. One of those moments that makes it worthwhile. Like I’m pinching myself that I get to witness the cuteness all day long.
Jan 10 4:19 pm
J: I’m refusing to get out of bed.
J: What’s for dinner?
R: Ding how (local expensive chinese place)
J: You’re lying about Ding How
R: Freak out some more and I’ll have crab flown in from Maine.
J: Freak out is mean.
Jan 11 9:10 AM
J: SETH just pooped in the tub. Retarded and infuriating.
Jan 17 5:35 pm
J: Currently waiting for the cop who pulled me over to check me out. Cross your fingers.
Jan 18 6:25 am
J: Just had a slightly heated discussion at pump class with a few ladies re: school bond.
Jan 19 7:20 pm
J; Please pick up Emma on your way home. She can tell you why I made her cry while you drive her home.
Jan 20 12:41 pm
J: Big favor? Stop at Safeway customer service desk. Ask for football coupon book?
Jan 21 10:15 am
J: Seth talks a lot. A LOT a lot.
Jan 23 11:48 AM
J (after Ryan had taken Faith out of stake conference): How’s it going?
R: good!
Hey! Are you just hanging out in the halls?!
Jan 24 3:27 pm
J: Dr called. No visible stress fractures in my legs. Same advice on no running for three weeks.
Jan 24 3:41 pm
J: Faith knows about 12, 562 words
R: Faith is mostly adorable.
J: Faith was laying on the ground with gabe—“Hey mom. We texing dad.”
You want me to add you to my texting list??
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