Abi asking me why Ben has hair since Daddy doesn't.
Feeding the chickens left over chicken.
Got all done bathing the kids and getting them dressed, only to go back and find a poo ball sitting in the tub.
Ben talking like a cave man "um-hmm", "unh-unh", or "ugh, ugh". Who knew one could communicate so much by saying so little.
Just getting my hair shampooed in the shower when Abi comes in and announces to me that Ben is stuck up on her bunk bed.
Abi putting as many pairs of underwear on at once as possible, on her head too (good thing they're new).
Ben letting me know he is done with his cereal by dumping it out on the floor.
Hallelujah!!!!!!!!!!! Who knew one could be sooo excited about poo. Finally no more Ben diarrhea!!!!!!! No peanuts, citrus, or (dairy) milk, make for a much improved digestive track in our little guy. I forgot what is like to only change one poopy diaper a day, one word- heaven.
Cute bath pics-my favorite
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