We're experiencing one helova drought state-wide, putting us in desperate need of rain. (I won't even go into how we need rain to put out wild fires).
It just started raining at the house, and I'm so excited I could about dance! Course, it's not an all-over rain as it's not raining at hubby's office, only 10 miles away, but at least there's SOMETHING falling from the sky besides ashes!!
Apparently something that I ate yesterday isn't agreeing with me (I'll spare the details).
I was making my youngest boy a sandwich this morning for a second breakfast (he's a pig), and I groaned. "What?" he asked.
"Mommy doesn't feel good."
"Boo boo? Where?" I pointed to my stomach. "Dere?"
So, he gives my tummy a kiss.
It's things like that that make all the tantrums worth while.
My 2-year-old son is currently throwing a fit for me to ... paint his nails! For some reason, he likes his nails being blue.
Damn, my MIL is going to freak out when she sees what I've done. lmao
If I'm MIA, she probably killed me. :)
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