Miss Priss tells me about 100x's a day that she is a "Momma" too. As you can see, her "baby" is almost just as big as she is.
As I said before, MJ lives in a kindom far, far away. It's what we like to call a vivid imagination. I guess Belle and Ariele were tired of their far away kindgom so they decided to take a little camping trip.
Instead of getting all bundled up today to head outside, we brought the outside in. The kids had a total blast. They spent time scooping the snow from bowl to bowl, bulldozing it into piles and eating it (mainly MR). At least my floors were somewhat cleaner when they were done playing! Speaking of floors, I really hate my kitchen floor. We have the tile bought and just waiting for us to lay it but instead it sits in the garage. I may have given Jared too long of a honey do list. :)
Last but not least, DO NOT confuse your thumb for green onions. If you do happen to confuse you thumb with green onions, try not to do it with the sharpest serated knife you own. It has definitly made me handicapped this week. I can't type normal, I can't wash my hair very well, and MR is obsesed with my bandaid. I can promise I wont be confusing my thumb for green onions anytime soon. I guess at least until the next time I need to cut green onions. :)
