It's me. Zoe. Granma is out with Grayson. Mom has Jackson and ZB, and I'm home with Dad. Fortunately, he's easily distracted so I now have control of the powerbook. My overthrow of the house has begun.
I love my family. I feel like I've known them my whole life, and aside from the first 48 hrs, I pretty much have.
My brothers are quite interesting. The eldest is a serious mop of curls. The middle one cannot go to bed without praying for me. The little one is a trip. They all melt like butter when I blink my eyes. I smile and they're gaga for an hour. I can't wait until I can talk and start giving direct commands.
Oh - here comes Dad. Time to sign off and act fascinated by my swing. Peace out, homies.