i may never master the art of raising brennan.
but i have learned that sometimes he just has to be locked out.
until i can stand at that windowed back door and laugh at whatever he is doing out there.
b/c until i can laugh at his ranting naughtiness,
i just feel like yelling,
and yelling is not pretty.
but laughing is.
and much better for the soul.
have mercy,
laughing is the only way i get through my days.
.......
baby gyms are never really for the baby after the first.
just for the rest of them.
man, they love baby chase.
me too:)
3 comments:
The baby toys are always stolen by the older siblings- it is inevitable.
That Monitronics should read "Mommytronics."
heehee
;)
I love your solution. I may have to incorporate it. Locking them our until you can laugh. Genius!
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