My mom and dad have been here visiting from the prairies and their presence has been well-timed for the inevitable disasters that befall us when they’re near.
Karenna’s most recent injury is by far her most impressive.
So, I missed the Wordless Wednesday wagon, but here’s a tardy installment for you:
The photo is hazy, kind of like my mind these days.
So much of staying home with kids is monotonous: clean the floor, someone poops in the corner and you have to clean it again five minutes later. Tidy the kitchen, make a meal, then tidy the kitchen again.
Avelyn woke up this morning complaining of a sore tummy and claiming to feel too ill to go to school.
So I asked her if she wanted a big cupcake for breakfast.