“talk to the hand.”

silly boys. i love the time between dinner and bed. they are so much fun. of course that goes down hill quickly when it’s lights out time. boy can they ever drag that out—i have to go potty. my foot itches. can i have a piece of water? just one more story? i need to tell you something, mommeeeeeee. i have to go potty again. if you have kiddos, i’m sure you know the drill.

anyway, please excuse max’s t-shirt and socks. they are both filthy dirty. he came home from school that way. if you are wondering, it’s chocolate ice cream. i can understand how it got on his shirt. his socks? not so much. maybe he used his feet to wipe his mouth. you think i’m kidding.


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