Matthew, Mark, Luke, and Bab

Sometimes I tell Bab little pieces of a story I would put in the book I will write someday, if I ever were to write a book. She's probably more excited about it/believes in it more than I do. And I like that. A lot. But, I sure hope she's been writing down all my ideas somewhere because I looked at my notes today and it ain't gonna be a classic if this is all I have to go on: