Never a dull moment in this house, no sir. After picking up the boys and making a quick stop at Bed Bath & Beyond tonight, we came home and I started making dinner as the kids played. Then it was quiet. I don't know what causes my blood pressure to raise more: screaming boys, or quiet boys. I peeked around the corner and found them lying on the stairs, with Darla not much higher up. They were lost in conversation.....
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After dinner, the boys ran off to play again while I did the dishes. Dan had come home by this time and suddenly I hear him yelling, "Evan! No! No markers! Where did the marker come from?"
Uh oh... As I was finishing up, Dan marches into the kitchen holding Evan at arm's length. Then he plops him into a chair. He's trying to be mad, I know it, but I'm sure it's difficult when his wife is running off to find the camera while giggling under her breath.
The kid had managed to draw all over his face & hands. He also drew on a few books (which wiped right off). I say we got lucky! No floor or wall murals.
This time....
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(This was nothing a bath didn't fix)
