four kids, the nine year old changed out of her conservative school clothes into an eentsy weentsy tank top and invited a friend over for a "dance party" (thus the miniature clothing), the five year old felt left out so she invited a friend, too, and the two-year-old-in-potty-training had a stinky, squishy mess in his underpants. It was a great initiation.After the first hour, things ran smoothly... if you ignore the second accident in Mr. Potty Training's underpants, and ignore the burnt pizza and the smoke alarm. Oh, boy! This is going to be a fun week. Aren't you all jealous of me?
This is Bryson telling me just how big he wants his cookie to be for lunch.
4 comments:
sounds like a good time! I can't wait to change poopy pants... and veto scandoluous outfits that Olivia will probably try to wear! It'll be oh so much fun!
How great! When the week is over, let me know what you've learned...maybe I can use your newfound knowledge! Have fun!
Val, one of the most important things I've learned thus far is that no one can replace mom. Mom is the best and is loved the most and is missed the most when she's gone. You're doing a great job, I'm sure.
So I was just looking at Lake and Elysa's blog spot and I ran accross your comments. It was fun to read up on and see how you are doing. I plan on getting a blog spot up and running sometime soon also. Hope things are well
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