But I've been working on two awesome craft projects at night after the kids go to bed, which is normally my writing time. Pictures are coming, but for now I'll be all mysterious.
What's new here? Baby Lowly can climb the stairs. WeeBee is still falling down them. My next house will have a slide/elevator/trampoline. For now, I'm doomed.
Speaking of doom and despair, WeeBee is insisting that Baby Lowly's eyes burn him. Whenever he has a whiney crying fit because he wants something, Lowly watches him and grins. He then throws himself to the ground, arms covering his face, and yells, "NO, LOWS, IT BURNS! Mommy, Lowly's burning me!" Which of course makes Lowly crack up even more, because nothing entertains her like WeeBee theatrics. No idea where he got this from, but I feel like I'm being followed around by Gollum. If he starts saying "precious" I'm going to freak out...
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