Well the little guy has begun to eat the Puffs...But then again I am not sure he eats them or drops them!! At any rate, we call them land mines here....walking around in sock feet then all of a sudden...CRUNCH under the feet. In addition to the land mines...this week - we had some puke, melted snow and some artificial tree parts. Currently we have a pink bowl, slipper with a hole in it, a lot of foam blocks and 1/8 measuring cup...is their really a recipe that calls for 1/8 of a cup of something? Enlighten me if you know of a recipe. Well the stomp on the ceiling, coming from upstairs is my calling to dress the babes for night after their well needed bath.
Stay warm you midwesterners...it is cold out there! But if it is going to be cold...bring on the snow. Speaking of cold: I was reprimanded twice today when I was in the Deli getting bagels. One by a older lady that said I should stay inside all day today with my babes and the other was her husband wanting to carry the bagels for me to the car. Hello they were at least 80 I mean at least 80 years old...shouldnt they be inside?? Nice of them to think of be dragging a girl with bed head into the Deli....just so she could have a bagel. Crazy what a mom does:) But all very worth it!
