Evie got dressed in a very cute, very Valentine's-y outfit for the big day, but she pooped on it after about 30 minutes. I'm talking an explosive poop. (The poop was really exciting because she hadn't gone in 4 days, and she'd been so miserable.)
Kyle had to work on V-day night, so we got some mommy-daughter snuggle time, which was really nice. Evie was nice enough to pick out a Saints t-shirt for her daddy.
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