Which Papa?

When talking about Christmas in the car this morning on the way to school we were talking about seeing Grandma and Papa. I told her we get to see the ones with Merchie the dog very soon. She said and papa, the one with hair. (My dad is going bald-claims it is my fault.) I got a good laugh, then she starts to tell me how she is going hug grandma and papa when then come back from Chile (it is so cute how she says Chile).

Simon also pointed to their pictures the other night.

We miss you guys and can't wait to give you a big hug!