Our day was going OK.  It was a little too busy for my taste, and we were reaching the witching afternoon hour.  I had a blog post on the tip of my fingers, and I just wanted to jot it down.  The kids were all over me and I just tried to push through so I could get it out and go play.

When I finished, they were gone.  I passed a mirror and saw this.  I guess I was tied up a little longer than I thought.


And my five year old is a lot taller than I thought.


I’m their princess.

I love my boys.  They can put stickers on my butt any time.

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