While I was listing friends and family that we need to make sure to pop by and see, Jesse only reiterated time and again that he needs to spend time with Indie.
I suggested a trip to Rexburg. Jesse suggested staying home with Indie.
Although my immediate response was one of insane rage and jealousy that Indie should top the list of Jesse's priorities, I took some time to review the old photos of Indie as a baby. After seeing this little gem of a photo, I began to understand the reasoning.
Indie, we're coming home.
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What about Peanut???
Is there something you're not telling me??
steph, i didn't want to break the news to you, BUT... peanut's gotten kind of fat. and gassy. no joke.
it's been a large rift in our relationship because every time we spoon, her massive body will not budge when i need to shift, and then she farts all over me. i think my mom is feeding her cheese or something.
...but i still love her.
what about melissa? woo-hoo, let's have lunch.
well, weight and gas didn't stop you from spooning me... that's for sure. why start getting picky now? oh no, too much? ok.
I had forgottenn how cute he was. I miss that little Indie.
i know! he looks deceivingly innocent as a baby...
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