Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Whisper, whisper

I have laryngitis and am almost completely unable to speak.  The best I can manage is a whisper.  At dinner tonight Robb started whispering, too, because he "didn't want me to feel lonely."  Most of you know Robb is often silly, but I thought I'd record this so I can remember he can also be very sweet!

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