Tuesday, January 22, 2013


 I am still trying to figure them out. When Dad is home, or if I ever venture to sit or lay on the floor, all my boys want to do is wrestle!They run, scream, jump onto piles of pillows and blankets, steam roll each other and it ALWAYS ends in tears. They are merciless. Cooper is especially bad. If you sit on the ground, it is as if you had sent him a gold gilded invitation to sit on your head. My house has become a WWF ring. That is us in a nutshell these days.

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