We survived yet another week, mostly this was a good week, just a couple of times that we were hair-raising. Mommy once again asked who contributed to our adventures, and this is what we told her.
Reyna-"Mommy, it wasn't me who in the middle of the night scooted up in my pajama sleeper, and then some how wiggled my diaper loose, and then pooped on my bed comforter. It must have been the poop fairy."
Marianna-"Mommy, it wasn't me who decided that Reyna needed to contribute to our Master Piece for Gran, and gave her a piece of chalk to color on. It isn't my fault she choose to eat it instead, after all I didn't give it to her. Nobody did it.
Frankie-"Mommy, it wasn't me who ran threw the very deep rain puddles on the way out to the van. It wasn't me who got all wet as we were going out to our farewell dinner with Uncle Daniel and Aunt Ivanka. Nope, not me, the water jumped up on me."
3 comments:
The poop fairy..too funny! And I didn't just have to clean my daughter up because she decided to play in her poopie diaper and make handprints on the blinds in her playroom! What kid does that?! Not mine!
Ha- I am lovig the poop fairy..
Had to giggle at the first one. Just because I've cleaned up those messes and you can't do much except laugh...
Thanks for the fun!
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