When I picked the kids up from school yesterday, I was a little frazzled. It had been a long day.
I was trying to have a conversation with another mom, with Ryan throwing his backpack and school papers at me, and Dylan bouncing off the walls attacking/hugging every friend that passed by in the crowded hall. Lauryn, meanwhile, had wandered into Dylan's classroom to give his teacher a hug.
My friend and I wrapped up our conversation, and I said,
"Boys. Let's go. Where's your sister?"
[blank stares]
So I said again, louder, and with much authority: "BOYS! WHERE is your SISTER?"
I earned another completely dumbfounded look before Ryan finally said, "Umm....Mom....you're holding her."
Well sure enough. She was propped right there on my hip with my arm around her. When did she crawl up there?
It's like looking for sunglasses that are propped up on your head, right? Right?!? Yeah. Exactly like that. Sure.
Sounds just like something I would do! :)
Do you dye your hair?? :)
HA!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! That's awesome!!! Did you crack up for 10 minutes straight after that??


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