The pictures we shared

 Paul was in one of the Carolinas this week for work. I don't know which one - is it really that big of a deal? My brother lives in one of them, and I still don't know which one he lives in. They really should just combine those two states.

I mean, really - just so you all know "the Carolinas" were only colonies because England was greedy and nervous that France and Spain were encroaching on their territory in North America so they wanted a buffer zone. 

When I teach this, I compare this to licking the Oreos in front of your siblings. You know you don't want those cookies right now, but you will later. So, logically, you make eye contact with your siblings and slobber all over the cookies you want saved .

I'm comin' back for those, ok? 

It's like staking a claim on dessert. England kinda did the same thing - not ready for it, but wanted to make sure no one else got it.

But, like I said Paul was in A Carolina for work. While he is gone I like to send photos (and share them on FB because my life is SUPER interesting). 

Here is the crop from this week:

 Oh Emma, sweet Emma. 

She wakes up this goofy and the silliness never runs dry. 

 Smiling for Daddy. 
Daddy is Emma's favorite person. 

I'm like 7th (behind Lexi, the babysitter, both sets of grandparents, and maybe anyone who gives her stickers). 

I asked Emma to pick up her toys and put them away. 

I found this. 

We don't normally keep toys in the kitchen cabinets, but maybe this is our million dollar idea. Kids love playing with everything in the kitchen anyway - let's just store their toys next to the pot holders and call it a day. 

See? - the silliness never stops with this one!

I think Lexi is trying to communicate the 

following message with her eyes: 

"Daddy - please come home soon. Mommy burned the waffles and her phone doesn't have any cool games."

And the last of the bunch:  

THIS BEAST parked next to us at Dillons this afternoon. 

His bark was louder than my car horn. 

Emma just kept saying 'Doggy' and wanting to pet him, but since his head was bigger than my college dorm room I wouldn't let her. Maybe if I had this guy as a pet,

 I wouldn't be so worried about burglars.