Dear Friends, Where do I begin? Often, it's something like, "Hi, I'm Becca? I'm fine, thank you! What do I do? Well, I'm an author. And a blogger. Except, I haven't really blogged..." (at least this is what I have been saying in my head.) I owe you so many things right now. Stories. Updates. Explanations. They're all coming. You ...
You know that your husband was meant to have a daughter…
...when you catch him singing, "I'm a Burpie girl, in a Burpie world, my bib is plastic, it's fantastic. Come on baby, let's go party, ah ah ah, yeah." And that, my friends, is why I'm sure that my daughter will be a daddy's girl. And that, my friends, is why I couldn't be happier.
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