I am trying to intercept the phone call from my mom inquiring (read: asking in a harsh tone) where my blog posts are of her grandbabies. Well, I have been busy with work and Right Up Your Ali and my children fighting. I stepped on a blueberry on my kitchen floor. Jake threw a crayon at me. The boys have had exploding poops. We organized the garage. I organized my crafts. Yeah. That’s where I’m at.
Jared is in love with his “red banky” and Jake can’t be far from his “baby.” I wrapped them up to watch a show and they actually stayed like that. Note to self. Do this more often.
Jared’s “camera smile.” Should I get him an agent? I think he’s got a future for the Gap.
My newest houseguests now live in Jared’s bed.
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