One great thing about the girls sleeping til 8 for the past couple of months is that I've been able to get up at a completely reasonable 6:30-7 and have some me time.
Me time moves to 5 tomorrow and it's gonna wreck me.
Kid 2 has a very wiggly tooth. Floppy. She's currently deciding whether her fear of it falling out in her sleep outweighs her fear of me pulling it.
Watch this space.
FIL is back from a month long work trip and is bringing donuts. The kids don't know. They're used to seeing him about every day. Pretty exciting times over here.
Kid 1 decided last minute that she wanted to play softball this fall and abandon dance. Fantastic. Love it. But her glove was already too small. Not enough time to break in a new one. Went to Play It Again, got a better fit, full leather, broken in glove for ~50% of retail.
Dub.