This week, I'm spending some time with my brother's kids. It's an adventure. It's kinda funny how my mindset changed from the stuff tossing around in my mind to tallying the number of dirty diapers there can be on one Sunday morning. It's a lot.
Jack fell asleep at about 5 p.m. for a nap. Not ideal, but I thought a little snooze couldn't hurt. Marlie, James, and I enjoyed our Swedish pancakes. I tried to wake Jack up but he won't be disturbed. You see....he is still asleep.
I very sneakily made up a batch of brownies that Marlie's nose detected cooking in the oven. It's amazing how sniffing out brownies is actually a gene passed through generations, I'm sure. Her and James and I patiently waited for them to cook. Then.....
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By the way...at least at the Bess house, taking naps that late= bedtime disaster!! :)
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