Well, the day wouldn't be typical if there weren't:
1. a disaster of some sort and
2. a good laugh.
I got both this afternoon.
I was ahead of schedule getting things ready for J to come home, when I picked Zay up and felt something slimy - an explosive poop! It covered my arm, my shirt, his clothes, the exersaucer where he'd been sitting. Then while I cleaned up, changed and gave the baby a bath, Drew helpfully killed a fly and slapped my newly iced cookie with the flyswatter in the process...
But as always, I got my laugh. Jazzy's collage of "things I like" had pictures of a baby who had RSV, a business reply postcard, and the magazine's table of contents. Even better, the pictures were all glued in a stack, one on top of the other. She was going to add in a picture of "syrup" which was really a bottle of amoxicillin. At least she's creative, LOL!
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