Did I mention that it was bedtime? I throw my kids their pj's and tell my 4 1/2 year old to help my almost 2 year old get them on.
So I get it all set up and one picture in, the weight of the towel became unbearable and it all comes crashing down. PERFECTION.
I grab the table, take it outside to salvage what is left of the ever dwindling light and snap about three pictures when my camera battery dies. No worries. I can get one picture in every time I turn it on before it dies again. Then came the rain. Ya, we're good on pictures.
So I come in, have a total "A Walk in the Clouds" moment and squish grapes underfoot. Decide I better collect the mess before the boys join in. Big brother is in jammies bless his helpful little heart and has little brother stripped down diaperless. Hearing my squeal from juicing the grape he saunters up buck naked to join me. I decide at this point the mess can wait while I clothe the naked and put the tikes in bed.We get a little carried away with super hero jumps off the couch and then finally all are asleep and the house is peaceful.
Thing is...the mess is still waiting. Grapes are calling.
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1 Comments:
That is hysterical! I can't wait to have kids.
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