Happy Mother's Day Everyone!
A taking a Sunday nap; D reading a book; Roy making ice cream "for Mother's Day";
K playing in the sandbox and swimming pool wearing nothing but her skivvies.
Only now since I started the photo editing and typing everything has changed. I'm typing with A snuggled up next to me on my bed. K is searching the house for a very specific pair of shorts. D is playing in the water and Roy is emptying the dishwasher. Today rocks!
K was playing with a long piece of grassweed. Why we get that girl toys is beyond me. Anyway, it broke and I said, "Aww, it broke." K looked at one in each hand for a minute before saying, "Yea! Two grass friends!"
Roy got home from work last Thursday and asked the greeting committee (greeting committee: small people who rush out to greet daddy as soon as his car is heard) where A was. D responded, "She's asleep in the kitchen." Roy thought he as kidding.
Guess not.
K has taken to sleeping in a box. I don't know why. Why do we get this girl toys or a bed? Anyway, these are two different nights.
Looks comfortable right? Yeah. I don't think so either.
K's new favorite joke: "Knock - Knock" Anyone else who will listen: "Who's there?" K: "Haha, I get it. There's a snake in my boot." In case you haven't watched Toy Story 2 500 times, that's where the last line of her joke comes from.
April 14 we went to a Reptile Man show. The kids were enthralled. I thought it was pretty cool but I was on the edge of my seat with my adrenaline pumping. Especially when the reptile handler kept "hooding" the cobra right. in. front. of. my. kids.
Viper and Cranky Child. Hard to know which is the more menacing of the two. |
Rattlesnake with a rattle that wouldn't stop. |
Holding a snake. The girls LOVED IT. They kept trying to go back for more. |
Petting an alligator. Pretty sure K wants one of these now. |
K and A have gotten to be pretty good friends. It's about time. Here they are one Sunday morning having a brunch with their animals. So cute.
I love Mother's Day. The only day of the year when I can hide out in my room typing on my blog while Roy takes care of the kids, cleans the kitchen, makes bread and dinner and entertains a dinner guest. Suh-weet!
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