Carson and Dylan are obsessed with pockets. Last Tuesday, Dylan walked around with a tiny dog in his pocket and yesterday, he decided that he wanted to carry around a cell phone. He said "Look at my powcket! Me got pone in my powcket, Mama!" Carson was a grump yesterday and did nothing but fight with his brother. Other than the 700 LOADS OF LAUNDRY, I did nothing! We just stayed home, I cleaned, and they made more messes.
I slept on a heating pad last night and it helped my neck. It's achy, but I think it's healing. I can't believe that it has hurt for an entire week! It has really sucked.
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| Me got pockets! |
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| CHEEEEEEEEESE! |
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| Leave me alone. I don't like anyone right now. |
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| Carson taking a picture of me taking a picture of him. |
Here's the Word of the Day:
piacular *\pahy-AK-yuh-ler\,
adjective:
1. Expiatory; atoning; reparatory.
2. Requiring expiation; sinful or wicked.
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