My dad and I are having drama. After several attempts to call him by phone, I decided to write a letter. But the longer the letter got the more agitated I became. Instead, I'm sending him a note:

When you’re ready to talk, call me. The ball is in your court.

Love always,
Sarah

I'll include a few pictures of Josh and Elliot. It might make him call within a week or I may not hear from him for years. We'll see.

Josh's first dentist appointment is next week Monday. I'm not sure what they do at first visits other than clean the teeth. The dentist office is pretty cool though. They have a huge play tunnel structure in the waiting room.