Never a dull moment and of course we never do things the easy way!
Wrangling 5 year old Hank the Tank and our little Stinkerbell, juggling marriage, a full-time job, and my yarn obsession which incorporates my fixation with pregnancy and childbirth (translation: I make A LOT of baby blankets), I write to save my sanity.
Saturday, February 11, 2012
Henry's running around, burning off some excess energy one morning. And roaring. Lots and lots of roaring.....
Henry: I a mean boy! Rawrr!!!
Me: Henry, if you don't stop that, I'm getting out the holy water.
(Jim actually DID get it out and and flicked some at Henry)
Henry: What dat? I wanna see! Mine!
(And just in case you were wondering, he didn't smoke. Not quite sure what I would do if he had!)