I agreed that it was warm enough outside to go swimming on the back deck. I only had to spike the inflatable pool with six or seven pitchers of scalding water to make the experience bearable.
Today I found Magoo dipping his jellybeans in the toilet before eating them.
I sanitized him, refilled his hand with fresh beans, and I even plan on kissing him again someday.
At least one meal this week, I convinced them to eat Not-Dino-Chicken-Nuggets.
When Magoo held up a picture or a story or a piece of dirt for the one hundredth time today and yelled, "Oh. MOM. WOOK!!!!" I wooked.
I bought new shoes for both kids at the same time, even though I had strictly forbidden them from outgrowing their shoes simultaneously. I'm considering inventing a convertible sport-sandal/running shoe/dress shoe/rain boot to help moms save a few thousand pennies. If my evil genius really kicks into high gear in the lab tonight, I may even make them stretchable up to three sizes because I believe that shoes should fit children for at least 11 minutes from date of purchase.
Every morning I turn this:
I frequently let Magoo walk down the stairs all by himself at the speed of a mollusk.
After Easter dinner, Laylee whispered to me that she loves Jesus, me, corn, and the Easter Bunny the best because we're all true.
I have convinced my 2-year-old son that the keys to happiness in life are shoes, Chapstick, and rich creamy milk "chock-ick."
I helped make these...from SCRATCH!