I got to sleep late this morning, really late. At 9am Emma climbed in the bed with me and was chattering away being her sweet little self. I laid in the bed for a few minutes listening to her jabber with my eyes closed. When I opened my eyes I almost had a heart attack, Emma looked like something from Lord of the Flies. I jumped out of the bed, sure my mother was either asleep or tied to a chair and knocked unconscious with Aubrey’s new pink baseball bat she got for her birthday. (Thanks Nana!)
Instead I found my mother and Aubrey had matching paint jobs.
“Mom, is that paint washable?” I asked my mom.
“I certainly HOPE so…”
Yeah, me too.
One of my favorite posts! And am not sure what I like more, you opening your eyes to see Emma looking like that, or you walking in the kitchen to see Shuggie and Aubrey the same way! What? No pics of that?