its raining outside and kids are running around with lightsabers in hand. correcting each other with the right lines to say, or the right way to fight in this one particular scene.
or maybe one is dressed as a princess, all pretty in pink. with heels, that she uses as phones. and a crown that makes her even more cute.
there is also the wanderer. who walks around the house, observing everything everyone is doing. he might join in with the other kids at some point, but that is rare. you will see a red head moving around, making little babbles here and there.
the three little kids are here for the day. our sister went shopping for her birthday, dropping the kids off and making a trip to watertown.
we don't have peanut butter and jelly sandwiches every day, or kids running around chasing each other. its fun for us to have this excitement around every now and then.
how often does a little three year old girl say to you, "how is your lipstick?" not very often i am assuming. but it happened to me. : )
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the night has come. everyone is tired. little kids went home to their warm soft beds for a nights sleep. and i will be heading up soon too. our eyes are heavy, and are getting heavier by the minute.
soon, lights will be out and it will be silent except for the sound of the washer, dryer, and the dishwasher too. all you will see is a white house with a red roof. but soon, when the night is over. all will be up again, all awake. to do the days work again. but again they will be asleep. all silent except for the noise the washer, dryer, and dishwasher are making. because in the end, it is all just repeating itself again.
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I love to read your posts. Good...good stuff.
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