Wednesday, April 24, 2013

PET SHOP DUNKING AND GOLDFISH DUMPING

Hold on a sec. I just sat down to write this post and the boys are being waaaaaay too quiet upstairs.... alone.
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Aaaaaaand, just as I had expected. Trouble. 
That's Riders pet shop toy in the toilet, a few feet of soaking wet toilet paper scattered around the room and a not so innocent looking Owee drenched in toilet water. Super. You wonder why I don't blog like I used to.

So I have been avoiding the dentist for almost 2 years now, despite a problematic tooth. Saturday evening, my plan evaded me and my tooth cracked. 

Ugh, hang on. Two screaming boys are demanding my attention. Be riiiiiiiiight back......
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Ok, they were hungry. Nothing a little goldfish in the back of a dump truck couldn't fix. 

What was I saying again? Oh ya, something about the dentist... I lost my train of thought. Oh well, never mind.
We'll try again tomorrow.









2 comments:

Lori said...

Hahahahaha! What? You are getting interupted? Having toddlers makes me feel like I have ADHD, because I can never start and finish something in one sitting. I remember the days of having every interior door in the house locked to try and prevent trouble.

Maryquilter said...

Oh so true.