
This morning, while I was carried away in my world of e-mails and all things distracting, Ethan was busy taking care of some "work" of his own in our main floor guest bathroom. I'll admit, when I found him he was smelling fresh & clean and our tile floor was snuggably soft, which is not bad considering some of the other things he could've been doing - like trying to juggle with knives or something.


I worked to get things cleaned up as quickly as I could (Ethan had so much foaming soap on his hands that they literally bubbled for a few full minutes). Then flustered with myself for not paying closer attention, I went to finish the task of getting Ethan dressed. It was at that moment that Ethan blurted out "Ethan legs, different pants", which is when I realized the error of my ways...and for a brief moment, Ethan knew what it was like to be a merman. As far as I'm concerned, there's nowhere to go but up from here.
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That cracks me up...and I love his shirt!!!
I felt like I was reading one of my own posts on this one!
Hey Kris, I feel like I am sort of stalking you. I have read and laughted out loud at your past posts. I called Angela and found out that your family blogs too!! This will be a fun way to keep in touch! Hope all is well. I am glad you had a bathroom mess to clean up this past week like I did. Why is the bathroom such a fun place for kids to play anyway?!
That is one SWEET shirt sister.
That one made me laugh. He looks so old! It's been too long since I've seen him. I too love his shirt by the way.
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