For some odd reason I'm finding it a little difficult to write. I think it might be due to the fact that we have ABBA playing in the background, while we usually don't have any music playing in our house when we're winding down for bed. That being said, we're not at home right now, we are chez Tolley. Grandma and Grandpa Tolley were going to be looking after Rini tomorrow when we went to High School Musical 3 and the original idea was that we were going to pick up the FemtoWriMo and then head out to the NaNo kick off party. I was actually hoping that mom Tolley was going to get on board with NaNoWriMo, and we even mentioned that you can work on a novel that you are already working on, but she still said no. Shame. In any case, we'll be coming back out to Beaumont after the soirée at the bibliothèque. We also have not been able to get a hold of Kloe, so we won't be taking her to the kick off party either.
I was reading a letter from Tristan today, and he'll be back in nine months. In the letter he mentioned that if any of the female sort conceive right about now, he'll be home in time for the delivery! Hey, for all we know, he'll get off the plane, and he'll deliver the baby! Are we pregnant? Uh... no. Not that I know of anyway. We are hoping that we'll be expanding our family soon, but children requires a team: Mother, Father and Heavenly Father. At least that's what I think. Others are of the opinion that if you fail, you're not trying hard enough!
I'll just leave it at that.
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