So, the boys were gone with Grammy. That leaves me sweet Morgan. I was enjoying the silence & reminiscing of how great it was to have ONE child. When suddenly, I realized, it's too quiet. In the next room, I find Morgan sitting on the floor with her blankie. "What are you doing?" Her response was, "No mommy." Red flag. Then I realize she's hugging that blankie awfully tight. And why does this girl keep holding her head down? Then I spot it. A leg. All marked up with a dark green permanent marker. "Hand it over," I say as I tug on her blankie. "No mommy." Now the tug has turned to a pull. This girl has quite the grip. But mommy wins this one. Yep, there goes the marker. Nice and hidden between her now green legs. I am mad, and she knows it. Looking at me all cute with that guilty little adorable face. Holding back the urge to kiss her, I proceed to fuss. Then I realize she's marked all over herself, not just her legs. Upon further examination, I realize that there's a pattern here. When I figure out what she's done, I bust out laughing. You should have seen the relief come over her face when I laughed. She knew she was in the clear. Then she laughs. "Funny Morgan, mommy." I said , "Yes, you sure are."
Here is my discovery:
Ha! You are sadly mistaken:
But wait! It doesn't stop there. Nope, this happens too:
Yep, you guessed it.....
You can't have a mani without a pedi!
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