Sims started squealing in his room right when I started this blog, so this will be short. That kid is the lightest sleeper in the world. I am not kidding, he will wake up if you breathe on him. It's a good thing his personality compensates for his sleeping skills.
I had a lovely hour and a half away from home this afternoon. Jono was at home, so I left my three boys (Jono included) and went to the salon for a hair trim. I wish someone would wash and blow dry my hair every day.
Of course, as soon as I walk in the door at home, Sims is bawling for me to hold him and G goes to time out for throwing a tantrum (and a toy) when I told him he couldn't eat fruit snacks before his nap. Life's tough sometimes, especially when you're two.
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| "Oops, I missed." |
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| The last two times I put Sims in these overalls, they've been drenched in drool before we could leave the house. |
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| Watch out world, G's got wheels and he's going places. |
