Today your bathed your freshly showered and neatly dressed self head to toe in a mud puddle outside and then presented your muddy and woodchip-stuck-mud self to me proudly at the storm door as I came out to bring the snack...the snack that you had asked me to get from inside moments prior, hmmm sound like a diversion to anyone?
Of course Jack mostly does what you do, so I had two mud soaked boys that I was just in the process of stripping down on the front porch when...the family that I sold our dining room chairs to on Craig's list showed up to pick them up...with their three daughters...awesome.
Then, my dear sweet firstborn, you dumped the entire contents of my new (oversized Coach) purse in the dishwasher...I wouldn't have even realized it probably until tomorrow since I am most definitely not leaving the house with you guys today...except that you casually mentioned it when you told me you got a toy out of my purse from yesterday..."mommy, I got princess leia's gun out of your purse that you took away from me yesterday at the doctor's office, I found it when I dumped your purse in the dishwasher."
AND then, my dear sweet firstborn, as I was picking up my belongings from the grungy, wet bottom of the dishwasher, you got my car keys and managed to jam one of the keys in the patio doorhandle...and it is stuck...still.
So, is it any wonder that I have to keep repeating "dear sweet firstborn" to myself? :)
Oh, that and looking at the lovely pictures you drew my earlier this morning, before the mass destruction ensued:
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What a dear sweet boy, LOL! And your having another ;)! Thank goodness they start off so tiny and cute! I love the Johnny & June song, didn't expect to hear it!
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