He’s extremely accident prone. He’s a climber, runner, leaper, somersaulter and terrify mommy-er. This week he fell in the tub and chipped a front tooth.
I overreacted accordingly.
“Snake” rode to school with us this week because it was rainy. Snake is not ONE’s hand, he is Snake. Do not get this twisted.
Snake got into a lot of trouble for pushing buttons in our car, and I’m fairly certain he broke the backseat radio control buttons. I plan to address this with his handler.
TWO likes to hang out in his crib.
ONE likes to dress up like a lawyer.
Big Bro has a drinking problem.
I am 18 weeks into the production of THREE and we’ll find out on Wednesday if it’s a boy or a girl! I’m super excited to find out. THREE has been thump-thumping around for awhile now, he/she is very active. Probably because of my Keurig …
Life is hard but we’re trying to make it as fun as possible. Big Bro is having the most fun of all. Cheers, you giant lump of stuffing.
