If one were to ever wonder why I don't get anything done then I think the above perfectly illustrates & backs me up. It's been hard to even get the dishes done as also proven in the above. How could I deny that there was a need to turn on music after the girls shared all of their dress up clothes with their brothers. They made me laugh so we danced.
I quit laughing though when I was minding my own business @ 8:30 last night only to be startled by a high pitched chipmunk voice busting out of his room running full force all while he was saying, "Mmmm bye bye c-ya...bye bye c-ya". I'm not sure if he was talking to his other brothers trying to show off that he was the first one to crawl out of his crib or if he was trying to promote a full on chase by his Mother. Either way I was kind of hoping he would take after his sisters and never even try to attempt escaping the crib. Oh well. Dude where's my car....I kind of want in on the whole escaping thing. (speaking of, dude where's my car, did anybody really even see that movie?)