Thanksgiving is over, too? Oh brother, this blog is too accurate of a representation of my severe time shortage.
Probably the only person in the world who doesn't absolutely love the deliciousness that is Thanksgiving dinner = a picky 5 year old to whom the abundance of foods "mom might make me try to eat" makes this holiday pretty much a terrible idea :)
A post nap grin
Cole is pulling up on everything he can find!
He is even derailing trains...
Silly Uncle Collin just does not, for whatever reason, understand little girls. I tried to show him how to play Pretty Princess because he kept trying to play Monster like he does with the boys when they are wrestling.
So he took my advice by coming up to my niece and saying, "I'm a pretty princess...I'm going to get you..." and proceeded to chase her. Sigh. She didn't think much of the worm he found either. Is there a Uncle school he can attend somewhere?
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