Another Post. And some Pictures.

Last Wednesday night we arrived home from church and the Squirms went straight to bed. After turning out her light, I headed to the back door to let the poor, neglected dogs inside. I passed by the love seat, full of laundry waiting to be folded, the ironing board, and numerous Squirm toys on the living room rug that needed to be vacuumed. The room reminded me of all the things I hadn't done that day, or the days before. I thought to myself. At least the dogs are well behaved, I'm so proud that they never pick up her toys and carry them around like their own. They are such good dogs. Even the toys that squeak. Shelby Ann carries around socks she finds in the laundry room and Tanner runs to the dogs' toy basket every time he enters the house. But they don't bother Squirm's toys.

The dogs ran into the kitchen and then back to me.
Shelby Ann was carrying Sophie the Giraffe.
Sigh.


Here are some photos from my phone from the last week or so. For H and dad.

Abiding by the pledge on my shirt. Thanks Auntie L.
(The shirt says I solemnly swear that I am up to no good; from the Harry Potter books)

Please mom. I want to go to bed.

Big girl car seat. On the way to our second one-year check up....
since I forgot to take her the first time....and the Mother of the Year award goes to....

Here Dad, let me show you how to calculate circuit resonance.  

The living room rug. Ten seconds after vacuuming.