Daddy has been in London this last week. He left at noon on Tuesday and won’t be home until Sunday night after you are in bed. He called yesterday afternoon (it was night time for him in London) and said that the weather was about the same as here-cold and rainy-but that he was enjoying himself.
When he flies in to the SLC airport he will likely be picking up Grandpa Kline to bring him for a visit. He hasn’t seen you since July 4th and you have certainly changed a lot since then. Uncle Kevin and Aunt Candace came to visit last night. It has been a couple of weeks since they last saw you, and even in that short time, you have changed a lot. Your hair seems to be growing now. I was thinking the other day that it’s probably long enough to braid but you would hardly sit still long enough for that.
The idea that you could possibly pull yourself up to a standing position is quite fascinating to you. I stood you up next to the couch tonight and you would look down at your feet then slap your hands against the couch. When I sat you down on the floor you tried to figure out how to get back up again. I don’t think that it will take that long to learn.
It is Daddy’s birthday on Monday–he will be 25. Yeah! Hopefully our car insurance will go down.
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