Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Thanks, indeed.

We built a fort city so everyone would start out in their own beds every night. Working like a chizarm.

She copied the image on her shirt because she loves it but it's too small. She doesn't know I cut the front of said shirt off and am going to sew it onto a bigger shirt for her by the time she comes back to me.

And how can this not make me thank his lucky tushie that he has such a flounce to his softer side? This from the boy who prides himself on "peeing standing up!" He'd probably clear the bowl a little better with the leverage from a pair of neutral wedges. I should leave them by the commode.

Do you know how much I love you?

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