There is a woman in our home who, through her shrill tones, creates instant tension in our house.
She is the dinner bell.
Everybody wants her, yet she belongs only to the balls inside her dress and the holes above her head.
There is a woman in our home who, through her shrill tones, creates instant tension in our house.
She is the dinner bell.
Everybody wants her, yet she belongs only to the balls inside her dress and the holes above her head.
The Bell Lady never created tears when she lived in OUR house! Maybe she wants to come home?
LOL. You can have her back if you can pry her out of toddler hands. Good luck with that.
That’s funny! My kids are constantly fighting over who gets whatever item is magical that day, the worst part is, they will often fight over something that’s NOT a toy at all!
I think my two are fighting over a piece of tape at the moment. That’s why I’m on the internet. Calgon take me away.
Hahahahaha! I’m glad I’m not the only one who pops on to escape. Ally recieved a soccer ball for Easter and she only DESPERATELY wants to play with it whenever Kira touches it.
I CAN SO RELATE TO THIS. I wish I couldn’t…
I’m beginning to think that aging is just a sickness that kids give to their parents…
I ashamed to admit that I have those same purple and green socks as your daughter.
I don’t think you should be ashamed. Be proud!