M asleep in bed. She tosses and turns, her hair gets all messy and matted, and she talks/mumbles/kicks the wall. It's a miracle P can sleep through it, but he does, like a rock.
P and I "reading" a Thomas pamphlet. Plotting out their future purchases perhaps? The two of them completely ignored the playground and all the other kids for a good 15 minutes just to look at the trains.
J is getting so fussy in the stroller, I can't even bribe him with crackers to stay in it. As soon as he's out he crawls right over to the "climbing wall" and pulls up, so he can observe everything from a better view perhaps?
P and I "reading" a Thomas pamphlet. Plotting out their future purchases perhaps? The two of them completely ignored the playground and all the other kids for a good 15 minutes just to look at the trains.
J is getting so fussy in the stroller, I can't even bribe him with crackers to stay in it. As soon as he's out he crawls right over to the "climbing wall" and pulls up, so he can observe everything from a better view perhaps?
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Oh my word!! That can not be Mr. J!!! *sniff* Loove the shot of Mercy's hair, too. You know she'll hate you for that picture when she's 18. Better get it up on the photowall. *snort*
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