Lunch dishes waiting patiently on the table and in the kitchen. Waiting to be put away. If only I were that patient. A lesson to be learned from the inanimate.
Some fat kid that was hogging the doorway, which I had to ever so carefully hop over every trip to the kitchen. Perhaps that's why the dishes are still waiting...
"Oooh, a camera!! I've never tried a camera. I wonder what a camera tastes like...better go check it out!"
A not so well behaved girl.
A well behaved boy.
Melanie thought it was a rip off that Nathan got to look at books in bed (usually we sneak them past her, but she found out this time!) So she thought she'd try getting some toys for herself instead. Stinker!
Our very own bloodhound! He tracked me to the gate, where he could go no further.
Oh--and some advice. If you are going to high jump over a gate, make up your mind about it, and don't decide not to when you're already flying through the air. Thankfully this gate is pretty rickety, and will come loose on impact. :)
4 comments:
I think you are picking on my granddaughter! That's twice in one week she has been in the dog house. Poor kid probably feels harassed by her mom.
oh, that last comment. too funny roze! i can just see it...were you attempting the highjump up the stairs, or down?
Neither, Rachelle. It was on level ground in the hallway. :o *Deep blush*
Yes, I'm picking on her. Hahaha!
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