just the normal:
Ponga (the little stuffed monkey that occasionally leaves Sophie's hands) was almost dropped in a public restroom toilet
three of the girls decided to have a giggling/wrestling match in the line at Target but who can blame them because we were there FOREVER due to the totally random high volume of high schoolers there?!
(by the way, those matches are super loud and obnoxious - they don't last very long because mommy has mad skills at breaking them up but for the few seconds they are happening it frazzles me)
banging. I don't know. it's just what Samantha is into today. bang. bang. bang. bang. bang. bang. bang. ETC. bang.
it's gloomy, very rainy.
everyone is hungry, all the time.
except at breakfast, lunch and dinner time.
more stuffing came out of the gapping hole today that's been in the back seat for a few years now...meaning they KNOW not to touch it.
more chapstick was consumed into someone's stomach, even though they have been getting in major trouble for that lately (it's cause I won't feed them when they are hungry, all. the. time.)
someone got a pole poked into their neck because the other someone didn't answer the first someones question properly - had to have talks about sending your sister to the hospital over your anger/control issue isn't acceptable.
and yet I look back on the day and think, what's there to talk about, it's just a normal day here.
oh my goodness.
1 comment:
One person's normal is another person's strange and outrageous :)
You Holly, help me feel normal.
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