Love Letter

Our trip down to Jacksonville was, thankfully, uneventful. We made great time even though we took two long and leisurely stops. Grace stayed in her pajamas for almost the entire trip. Poor Uncle Carl had to get on a plane back to Virginia Beach bright and early the next morning. Hopefully one day he'll be able to stay in Jacksonville for more than a night! Grace and I are both grateful that he's such a great uncle who is willing to travel all that way and back just to keep us company on the drive.

On Sunday, Grace and I spent the day recuperating from our travels. A long morning nap after dropping off Uncle at the airport, a super long afternoon nap, and then in bed by 9:30. Thank goodness Grace was just as exhausted as me. There's nothing worse than a mama who is dying for some sleep and a baby who is ready to play all day.



Today, the most productive thing we did was picked up our mail that had been on hold at the post office. It's unbelievable how much junk mail accumulates. Out of the huge pile of mail, there were only 7 things that weren't advertisements.

But the most important and exciting thing I got was a sweet love letter from my dear husband, written by hand and on real stationery. We try to exchange little love notes through email, but there's nothing like an old fashioned, hand written love letter.