Today, Piper and Kyla were playing something they call Bunk-bed-Piper-as-Mama-get-up-for-preschool-take-a-nap-need-medicine-because-I’m-sick-here-you-go-let’s-play-again. Wesley kept crawling over to them and getting in their way. So Piper emptied out a basket, picked up Wesley, and put him in basket-jail.
I guess a body can get used to anything, even basket-jail. The amenities aren’t bad.
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Wesley is almost 10 months old and loves Mama with all his heart, but those sisters fascinate him. Lately, he’s been crawling out of the kitchen while I make dinner and heading to the bathroom to watch their tub antics. Maybe it’s like the zoo—he could admire these monkeys for a long time!
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And Kyla’s happiness is my happiness. Especially if that happiness is chocolate Halloween candy….
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