Last night I had one of those times where it's impossible not to laugh at your own kids. Wednesday both girls were on each others nerves and bickering all day long. Thursday however, things seemed fine until after dinner. While cleaning up the plates Elsa came into the kitchen and gave me this gem:
"Daddy, Nora told me that after dinner she's going to smack me in the face."
As usual they both got scolded a bit, but it was hard to keep it together. I just kept picturing a scene out of the wild west. High noon, face smacking.
Please share in the joys, the laughs, and the occasionally crazy moments of raising three beautiful girls and a lovable dog in a house so full of life!
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