Naughty Girl!

So, yesterday I let Camryn and one of her daycare friends go play in her room at naptime. They are usually so well-behaved, and besides, I didn't really want them waking up the other nappers. Off they went and they were playing pretty uneventfully until I heard the bathroom door open/close one too many times. Off I go to check it out.....

Imagine my surprise when I hit the bottom of the steps and see two crazy-haired girls looking back at me! "We were pretending, Cassie!" they exclaimed. "What, exactly were you pretending?" was my response. They proceded to tell me all about how they were playing beauty salon and that they washed their hair with 'the stuff in the flower bottle'. Yeah, that would be my lotion.

I tried to hide my amusement in this scenario as I got them cleaned up and back downstairs. Needless to say, they won't be playing out of my eyesight anytime soon.

Baby Blues

You know, my kids are the number one contributor to my stress. But they are also the number one contributor to my stress relief! Make sense? Probably not!

What I mean is this. As much as I want to stick my baby boy at the end of my driveway with a 'Free' sticker stuck to his forehead, he always manages to make me smile! I just take one look at his baby blues and all my worries just melt away....