I was finishing up some quick emails today before the boys and I jetted off to run errands. I told my 4 year old to go potty...and then said we had to find their socks before we headed downstairs to get their shoes.
Apparently, my 2 year old was following the instructions "find your socks." He was so proud when he brought me one sock. And when I went into his room to get the other one -- this is what I found:I guess I need to tell him that his socks are in the bottom drawer.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
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:) It's hard not to smile. Sorry.
I learned after much distress that it's not worth the angst, is it?
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