CJ's breakfast menu: "Cheerios with milk, regular milk in a cup with a lid, and a pickle." I never was able to open the pickle jar. Soren's menu: Whatever is in mom's bowl. And a cookie.
We played with cars, trains, cars, and trains again. And then the airplanes.
CJ and Soren played with cleaning chemicals from under the sink and condiments from the fridge, using them as "guys". A lot like this.
I changed three dirty diapers.
I stubbed my toe on the dump truck four times.
Soren hid my earrings twice.
I ate two cookies.
The boys demanded lunch at 10:30.
I changed my clothes four times.
We were much too busy for baths.
We took Christian lunch at his office. CJ strolled in, took off his shoes and socks, blew faces on the clean windows, and kept calling the ping pong table a foosball table. They love him there.
Soren went everywhere with a pink binki (how did we end up with a pink binki, anyway?)
CJ told me that Soren needed to give him his binki.
CJ decided that today was a perfect day for riding bikes. Soren agreed.
I decided that today was a perfect day for having pancakes for dinner.
So far, the day is looking good.
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That's weird you change your clothes when you stub your toe.
Sounds like the perfect day! Mom and Dad are coming this weekend and Maggie just assumed that that meant CJ was coming as well. Cute. She was a little disappointed to find out he wasn't and that also meant Sadie, Soren, Christian, and even baby girl (Kate pipped in) weren't coming either. Dang.
Why is Clayre always signed in?
Oh. If I could only go back in time. I LOVE that day.
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