Celeste woke up at 6:00am, has worn at least ten tutus already which are scattered all over the house, she has remixed songs from Frozen and the Yoncè album at the top of her lungs since dawn, woke up the baby, then used the bathroom sneakily and loudly announced that she will be wiping herself from now on (after failing EPICLY to do exactly that), I turned on the tub, into which she dumped out an entire thing of bodywash causing a bubble flood (I WANT to drown in bubbles, mama, that IS what I am trying to do!), while I was consoling the baby who had just rolled off the couch (I was standing there putting my wrap on when she made this abrupt brave leap- I managed to catch most of her body with my monkey foot and break her fall)- HOW IS IT ONLY 9:45am?! They say Some days you eat the bear, some days the bear eats you. This bear has had a good run but mark my words, the bear will not eat me today- if I survive this morning, I am going to ambush that beast and wear its furs as a prize.
Posted on: Thu, 03 Jul 2014 13:49:08 +0000
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