The clever musings or uncomfortable rants depending on hormonal fluctuations of a wireworker/jeweler Mom attempting to create desirable doodads in the rare free moments when I am not parenting my adorable children.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Not a good bedtime parenting technique-
This is what happens when you tell your two kids who refuse to go to bed that they have to stay in their room and can't come out. They were sort of quiet but I could hear them talking and moving around. An hour later Max opened the door and came out and said "I'm a tiger mommy!"
Feet too! I have faces on my feet!
As I started to clean up Max Henry told me to make sure I get behind his ears too. Henry had taken the marker and gone all the way around the crease of Max's ears like glasses.Luckily it cleaned off really easily.