Kylie May and a Daddy Hang out Day 84

What's wrong with many of Hollywood's greatest duos?  They spit up!...I mean split up! (pardon the Freudian slip)  Unlike Jen & Brad, Brooks & Dunn, Nick & Jessica, and Simon & Garfunkel (for the wiser crowd) Kylie and I were back together on the warpath again today....work can can only keep us from terrorizing the town together for so long.  The last few nights I've been at work, so Kylie was left wandering aimlessly, without any father figure to look up to for guidance (I've always loved melodramas).  It's a good thing she has such a great mom.  Nat has been awesome the last couple work nights, but tonight was her turn to go into work (Shake it Up) for a little while.  You know what that means.  Kylie and I together downtown for market night...

We had a blast.  It is always so much fun to spend some time with the little pumpkin after I have spent the last few nights working. It's seems like every day she is coming up with new noises and fun facial expressions.  They always make us laugh. We had a great time listening to local musicians sing (one of which was cousin Adam playing for the Moore middle school band), then going back to Shake It Up for a Kylie refueling, window shopping for cute clothes (nope not for me....I'm just trying to embrace my future), then going back to Shake It Up for a Kylie refueling, having dinner with Nat while she was on dinner break (Kylie slept through the whole meal), crashing in on Auntie Melissa's fancy birthday dinner (Happy Birthday Auntie Melissa!), then going back to Shake It Up for a Kylie refueling (sensing a theme?) and then falling asleep in my arms as we walked home.

By the time Nat got home, I had done a successful job of wearing our little one out (I have a knack for that), Nat nursed her, and, just like the Lakers when they played the Thunder, she was OUT.

more to come soon,

-Craig-

p.s. random moment:  I went to the bank today and saw the teller who Kylie was semi named after.  We don't know her at all, but just happened to have her as our teller when Nat was about 41 weeks pregnant. Her name is Kylie, and we thought...hmm...what a nice name.  The rest is civil war like (history).