I did have Robin, at work, help me load up a few new photos today to share. Like this one... of my kids.... Yooooo hooooo... where are you?!
THERE you are! You SOOOO had me fooled!
So much fun they had to do it again. Like, ummm, 3o more times!
Never changing hiding spots, just pulling back the curtain and tucking in all over again!
"Here we are, MOM"!
Got that punctuation wrong above, but don't feel like changing it. Just wanted you to know I knew. Here we go again....
"Hey, Mom, see if you can find us." Ok, Ellie.... where in the world would I start looking?!
I don't know. Maybe, HERE!
Do you know that your dad would have a heart attack if he knew you were playing in the "stand" under his big football TV. The one in his beloved man cave!?
The very one that should be mounted on the wall by now, and not sitting on a makeshift TV stand that is actually a member of my art room paraphenelia!
HERE WE ARE, MOM!
Seriously, this went on for a while!
But how can you resist THIS?! This happiness? This sisterly cooperation?
I would've absolutely done this as long as they wanted! Then... dad walked in! And we were escorted from his room and asked to never return. That's ok, girls. We'll get even with him. In about 11 years or so when you are both hormonal, and having cycles, and dating, and needing money, and meeting friends at the mall, and rolling your eyes, ..... yep! We'll get even alright!!
It's our annual turkey frying day! Hope you are having a good one too!