hh <—Olivia is helpppppppppppppppppppping my type this blog post.
Every morning I check my email after breakfast. Usually the girls are done too, but not always. On mornings when I get particularly high amounts of email things like this happen:
hh <—Olivia is helpppppppppppppppppppping my type this blog post.
Every morning I check my email after breakfast. Usually the girls are done too, but not always. On mornings when I get particularly high amounts of email things like this happen:
LOL! BTDT!
*L* Ahh, my boys have gotten into quite a few scrapes while I was otherwise occupied. But, they are older now. . . and instead, when I’m checking my morning email, they know it is time to bring mommy coffee.
*eg*
Gotta love that facial expression! She looks annoyed that she was caught!
Nana
bring mommy coffee.
Man, I can’t wait until that day. Right now I am still fending them off my coffee. “Mommy Coffee? Hot? mommy coffee? Not Icerink (ice cream). Hot?”