Sherri’s at the grocery store and I’m home alone with “The Ladies” (all four of them).
Listening to Harry Connick Jr…. in a moment of inspiration I grabbed Lexington and we danced together, around the kitchen, for two songs.
After our dance I went into the ladies’ bedroom to check on the other three ladies and Reagan looked up at me from her toys and said, “I love you. You’re my best friend.”
All I can say is that at this moment I could not be more satisfied.
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