Ethan loves blowing up balloons. That's not too crazy, but he's driving me there with the constant, "Mommy, I can't do it!" whiny talk. And the weird feeling I get after blowing up a balloon fifty times is going to make me pass out one day.
And the proud Daddy encourages his young to become a mobile being. He doesn't even know what we're in for.
And along with the food deal. Ethan is compelled to share all that he has. Even things I would prefer Elijah to not have. Like Oreo cookies. This occurred while I was driving home one afternoon. These boys are something else.
Speaking of being something else. Check out this face. Look guilty to you? Me thinks so.
Yes. Guilty indeed. I have this pound cake pan that has a separate bottom resulting in a huge bottomless bowl. Ethan loves to play with it. Sometimes he wears it on his head. I guess he thought Elijah needed a bowl hat too! I almost called the fire department, but sensible lady beat out crazy mommy and I got it off rather quickly with relatively few tears.
1 comment:
It's ok Elijah Aunt Manda will have you on Monday's and I will feed you! You have two kids your life is going to be crazy for 20 more years!
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