My comment was so long I made it into a post of it's own.

This post will only really make sense if you've read Rachael's post first.  If you haven't, I'll probably call you a loser behind your back but we'll still be friends.  No worries. 


I'm sooooo annoyed I didn't bring home any peanut butter cookies (from Rachael's house).   Or my peanut butter for that matter.  (Lately when Rachael wants me to come over, I force her to make me a yummy baked treat as a thank you/reward/incentive for me hanging out with her.)   Crafting was fun today.  I thought it was interesting how we didn't really talk, or look at each other since my back was to you (Rachael) the whole time but it didn't matter cause I wasn't at home doing it by myself.  Oh and hey, I've come up with a new idea.  Rolling Pins.  With colored handles.  Hanging on my wall in the dining room.  Can you imagine it?  Do you approve?  Cause if you do, you (Rachael) may need to babysit next week so I can add to my collection of one.  And it's on my ledge.  And I may need to get some cookies tomorrow.  But I may be having a flare up of the same medical condition you (Rachael) have.  I'm pretty sure I was suffering from it this morning when I laid in bed until...Wait, this is public, I can't say it.   I wouldn't want to be mocked and scorned for reverting back to my teenage days.  Let's just say it wasn't technically morning anymore and you know what, this has gotten so long I'm just going to copy and paste it and post it cause it will look better over there on my blog.

(Done.  Copied, pasted, and slightly revised to make a little more sense.  And carrying on....)

I loved how well Aubs and Soph played together too.  Their picnic was stinkin' adorable but it broke my heart when Sophie asked why her tummy doesn't look like Aubs.  Counseling here we come.  And the branches?  I cannot wait to have a set, or two or three of my own.  I'm not really kidding.  I want a set for Sophie's room, my room, and the dining room.  Obsessive?  Nah.

And lastly, the train ride.  One of the highlights of the trip and some of my favorite pictures came from that time.  It probably has something to do with the fact that we were outside, sitting, all gathered in a relatively small area, perfect setting for pictures.  Especially that one where we all realized that I look just like dad.  Minus most of the facial hair.  

By the way, your floors do look great but I'm not really sure about that whole "I'm not gonna clean up one more time bit" because I'm pretty sure in the 4 hours or so that I was there, I didn't see you clean up at all.  But hey, even cleaning up once can seem pretty major so I'll leave you alone.


And now my comment/post is now done.  In all of it's randomness.