Running down the length of the house, holding her chickens in the air and flapping their wings, she yells “Fly, fly, fly, fly fly, fly.”
Earlier in the day, the chickens had to nap. She tucked them in her bed and shut the door.
By the end of the day, the Plymouth Rock was missing his wings. They’ve since been reattached.
She told me she loved me for the first time yesterday. It melted my heart.
He’s cutting tooth number 8 and refuses to try walking without holding onto the table.
Just because they are so stinkin cute…
Ruthie colored on the wall again – this time completely on purpose and she knew it was naughty prior to doing it.
Ruthie found Flala taking advantage of a warm dryer while I pulled out the clothes.
And one more, just for Auntie
BWAHAHAHAHAHAAAA….taking a break in class and I got to see this!! Kiss ‘em for me. BTW… Arm and Hammer Magic Eraser works really good on crayon. What about getting her a really big roll of freezer paper so she can stretch out and color on something BIG
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