G 3: 5:23AM enters my bedroom excitedly and loudly exclaims "Mommy, Mommy it's a silly day come look!"
me: through one partly propped open eye "what do you mean silly day?"
G: "there are funny pink clouds in the sky!!!"
Seriously folks 5:23AM!!!
Now: 7:07 am Sunday morning on coffee #2 and wondering is it an appropriate Sunday prayers to ask for help to make it through this day? Hope you are all snuggled warmly in bed or up by choice :)
Me: "G take the fuzzy (large wad of cotton batting) out of your nose!"
G 3:"NO"
A 5: "let him do what he wants!"
Ahhhhhh it's gonna be a good day!
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