My brother, his son and Mr X, enjoying Mount Vernon.
Arlington Cemetery post-viewing playtime.
What a charmer...
So my brother asked me to watch his son while he ran to work really early in the morning. I was still in bed and I could hear My Brother's Son in the dining room eating stuff and generally making himself merry however 3 year olds do. I figured being tucked in bed in the very next room with the door open provided adequate adult supervision. Then I heard, "WHAM! Crack!" and horrific wailing ensued. I swear I've never moved so fast in my life. Luckily nothing damaging happened and I was able to soothe my nephew with some hugs and some treats. I was much more vigilant from that point on. I don't think my brother knows about this incident.
2 comments:
your arms make me sick! I wish I had as much dedication and drive to look like you do! You are amazing!
You are not watching our kids.
Actually, that "WHAM! Crack!" sound happens a lot at our house.
You and Mr. X are welcome to come and manage/soothe the chaos around here... for a few days... or a week... or two weeks.
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