God has spoken.
WE ARE DONE!
You might wonder how God spoke to us.
Was it in a still small voice?
Tongues of fire?
An earthquake?
No, none of the above.
He sent us EMILY!
In a simple choice between sanity and more kids, we've chosen to be done.
Today my darling three-year-old emptied a bag of veggie chips.
On the toilet seat.
We might be a little off here, but we do not usually serve
chips on the seat of the porcelain throne.
She also flooded the upstairs bathroom, hallway, and downstairs bathroom,
while standing in a waterfall of ice cold water.
TWICE!!!
Yes, seriously, on two separate occasions today!
The last time was after 9:00 p.m. while I was cleaning up after haircuts.
AAAAAAUGH!
I just shed a little tear for you :) may have laughed a bit too.
ReplyDeleteWowwww! Yeah, that can do it to you. But, then again, you might get a child that is the exact opposite of Emily. But, do you want to take that chance?
ReplyDeleteSorry if you just heard my burst of laughter all the way from NC!! Oh that little spitfire! I understand your being done, but maybe in a yr or two???? =) Love ya!
ReplyDeleteI'm laughing at you, not with you....ha, ha, ha, ha,ha!
ReplyDeleteEven if she's not biologically related, I think she must have gotten her grandfather's ornery gene. I hear it skips a generation. :)
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