We just can't have nice things...

Sean's pride and joy, the 42-inch 1080PHD flat screen tv, has been marred by a flying JoJo the Clown action figure. Really, it was inevitable, but I was hoping we'd have it longer than two weeks before anything happened. The screen now has a couple of small transfers of red paint on it--nothing I can see from the couch--but Sean knows precisely where the marks are. Poor guy. He just wanted a nice tv.

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A-Girl: "This is a mysterious. Hm...where could it be? It's a mysterious."

A little too busy...

I can't really reveal all the details, but suffice it to say, we started our day very, very early, then had preschool, storytime, grocery shopping and a play date. It's such a simplified version of how it all went down, but it's about all I can muster at 8:52 pm with two crazy kiddos sitting next to me wildly eating grapes--a frenzied effort to stall bedtime, of course.

Today, A-Boy said, "Mommy, you're my best big mommy I've ever seen." Love that.

A-Girl, "My yawns are cute yawns, right?"

I'm grateful for twenty minutes on the phone with Sis this evening; for sharing storytime with M&B; and for impending peace and quiet!