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We're living on the air in Cincinnati..

Those of you who know me know how much I love to get up at 4:15 am. We have to be at the gym on Wed morning by 6:00 am and with the time change that translates to the butt crack of dawn. Grace crawls out of bed this morning and says "I didn't sleep AT ALL!!!" well I know better because I heard the snores through the night from the other side of the room. I suppose you know when a kid likes something when they are sleepy but raring to go. Today she told me, "Mom I could see the sleep lines on the girls faces.. and some had on pajama pants over their leos." Which in Grace's world translates to "maybe I can wear pajamas out in public." We've been gone a little over 24 hours and last night we face timed for 30 minutes while cooking dinner on our little stove at 9:30 pm after gym. And when I say face time I mean that Shawn makes ridiculous Blair Witch project faces the entire time while I'm busy examining all the wrinkles on my neck. I miss these two.
It goes without saying that I always miss this girl!
But this one.. boy I miss kissing that Pug neck fat.. LOL
See you tomorrow night Nashville..
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  1. girlfridayOctober 2, 2013 at 3:00 PM

    seeing the olympic rings gave. me. chills!!!! we are watching history unfold, people!!!

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  2. Robin Dodd PhotographyOctober 2, 2013 at 3:19 PM

    Tracy! It is exciting to watch this early morning fast track class especially, I've never seen such fast back handsprings. A really professional down to business place. And just the sweetest people.

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