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Jennifer.
Mama. I have a problem with shopping. Night crier. Home decorating. Nacho cheese takes everything up a notch. Not afraid to love Britney Spears. Trying to own all the paper products in the world.

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Nathan.
Wild man. Runs on tip toes. Into choo choos and trash trucks. Might miss something when he's asleep. Thomas is everything. Enjoys long walks. Are fruit snacks in the food pyramid? There is no one cuter.

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Brian.
Daddy. Cleans his cleaning products. Works for the red roof. Should be in a rock band. Solves all family problems. Drinks way more creamer than coffee. Will be playing Xbox when he's 80.




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Sunday, October 13, 2013, 7:17 PM

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Here we are on the plane. I'm sleep deprived, Brian's worried about our garage's organizational patterns and Nathan's getting Lasik eye surgery from the sun through the airplane window.

I live in Arkansas now.

We arrived at 11 this morning and Brian promptly ripped open half of his middle finger on the baby stroller. $165 and a tetanus shot later and we're finally ready to start the party. We ate lunch at Einstein Bagels and a nice lady told me I would get "fatter" by living here. But then she told me a bunch of cool things like you can take a 4-minute helicopter ride over our city and to not go to Starbucks because there are some really great coffee houses in Rogers. I think she's my first best friend here.

This evening we went to our new house. Totally trespassed. I can't even describe to you how in love I am. I want to go on dates with it. It has turned out perfect. Everything has come together and it's like a light shines down and angles play horns whenever I open the front door. We had the entire thing painted and it has made me so happy, you might compare my happiness feeling to eating a candy bar every 10 minutes. I just can't believe it's my house. I'm ready to sign my name on the papers tomorrow and go streaking.

It's like Nathan's drank 42 Red Bulls and we're attempting to all go to sleep, in the same bed, because we're delusional. I can't wait for you all to visit, to tell you more and for my next five levels to load in Candy Crush.