A few nights ago Ashley told me she needed some "minoculars" (binoculars) so she could find a monkey. I improvised and made her a pair out of two empty toilet paper rolls. (She didn't ever find a monkey.) They have been getting a lot of use lately and this morning I found her looking under and into the Christmas tree with them. When I asked her what she was doing, she told me she was looking for "presents for Ashee". Christmas is so magical this year. I love it.
I just have to share that I am quite sure I am married to the best husband/ father in the world. I went to the movies with my friend Angela last night and when I got home, Danny and Ashley were in the kitchen - both covered in puke. Ashley had coughed so hard she harfed all over both of them. She was about hyperventilating she was so upset. Danny was so calm. She had been coughing the whole time I was gone but he just handled it and didn't even call me. This morning I was watching them play and he is so amazing with her. I just love him and am so lucky to have him. Don't know why I felt the need to share that. I guess because it seems like I hear a lot of negative things about men and dads and felt like bragging a little bit about my awesome husband.
Here's a picture of Ashley's legs. She had a really hard time falling asleep. After not hearing anything for a few minutes, I checked on her and she was wearing her "princess shoes" and no pants.