I had to lay Queen B on her playmat so I could have two hands free to prepare Jack's snack. She started fussing so Natalie, ever the little mommy, ran over to check on her. Next thing I know, Natalie is laying on the mat next to the baby, soothing her by singing the Eagles' fight song. Even better, it worked!
Love. It.
My girls may have been born in Dorkaware but they are Philly aaaaaaaall the way, baby! If there is a heaven and its inhabitants can see those they left behind, my Dad is beaming with pride and raising his PBR in salute to his middle grandchild right now.
E-A-G-L-E-S...EAGLES!!!
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