Today we had friends over (5 friends from a fellow homeschooling family, to be precise), and I was downstairs managing activities in a hands-off way. I was even beginning to get into Nanny McPhee. I suddenly realized I didn't know exactly where #5 was, and went upstairs to see if he had escaped up the stairs. As I entered the kitchen, I saw the refrigerator door wide open, with the entire contents of the refrigerator door on the floor. Neatly arranged, of course. #4 and #5 were happily dissecting the contents of the lower shelves, and as I reached for him, #5 was in the process of tasting an egg. Luckily, he didn't get past the shell, and I whisked him away into his high chair while I helped #4 clean up and find a snack. Our fridge has been rather bare lately, and I suppose he was hunting for things in the door among the ketchup and mustard?
Later on, I found a huge pile of puzzle pieces on his bedroom floor. He had emptied out his puzzle drawer in order to make room for my new "shut-the-box" game. I knew I should have him clean it up, but I HATE losing pieces to things, so I obsessively/compulsively began putting pieces back where they belonged. I was missing about half of them, however. After thinking for a minute, I looked inside the "shut-the-box" container and found some puzzle soup. It must have been a fun project.
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I bet you want to find out how to have a boy! HeHe
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