Last night (to celebrate our anniversary) we went to dinner...by ourselves. This was the first time we have hired a teenager to watch the boys since we've moved from Las Vegas. On our way home we stopped to rent a couple of movies for the night...
BUT while I was taking the babysitter home, Josh threw up all over the carpet and bathroom. I arrived home to a bawling baby (because Will was frantically trying to clean it all up) and an oldest son jumping on the bed.
Instead of a quiet night and movie, we cleaned up puke and went to bed. Happy eight years to us! (Be grateful there are no pictures with this post.)
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
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Isn't it great to be a mom! You are a great one!
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