Well, we survived the week back to work. Getting up early, wearing pants, being social to strangers, listening to crap like you care ....oh how I didn't miss that.
At dinner tonight we had mashed potatoes, no gravy. So for the girls butter will suffice. However, they want A LOT of it. I of course declined. Then! Meredith says, "but this is you think it's butter, but it's not! Madeline, tell her what it says on the tub!" Busted! I can't believe it's not butter just won a victory.
Meredith was yelling in our bathroom today. Matt, who was in the shower shaving, calls to speak to her. Matt is trying to be very stern with her teaching her to be nice to madeline. Madeline promptly points out that, "daddy, you look like SANTA!" I literally busted out laughing. There goes that lesson right out the window. :)
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