We had a nice long weekend this weekend. Lots of time to spend together, and I think we really needed it...it seems like there's been a lot going on lately and not a lot of together relaxin' time. Then we cleaned. yay. We've gotten really behind lately...just feeling lazy I guess. Getting things sorted out in our heads not in our home, apparently. And now we have to start the packing thing, cause soon enough we're moving into our new home, the May's old trailor. I'm pretty excited to have all that space, but I so do not want to pack again...what is it, every six months I move??? okay not quite, but it feels like it. I feel for Megan, and am so glad I don't have that far to go, and I only have one kid to keep track of...and about 1/4 the amount of stuff I'm sure she's got.
Yesterday I went to retrieve my kids from playing in the backyard with the neighbors....When I round the corner I behold my 5 year old daughter with her shorts baring her bottom to the 6 year old neighbor boy. Me: M! E! It is time to go home. now! M: E did it too! (while sheepishly pulling her shorts back up and E snaps his head around to look at me with big eyes and "O" mouth) WHY?
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How about you come up here and I trade you some tooth extractions for some moving help?