For some unknown reason, she decided to take a piece of char from the fireplace and draw herself an unibrow. That was this morning... and she's still sporting it, refusing to wash her face. Whatever floats her boat!
And this afternoon, Isaiah was pointing to the fridge, so I told him to go find his cup. He comes back carrying a HUGE bucket. He must have been one thristy little boy!
One would assume sitting at home all day with two little kids would be boring. Not. At. All!