...Mike took the little girl and went back to the Dallas area to pick up our boat. The big girl stayed with me... so each girl got some one on one parent time. The 24 hours they were gone was so peaceful. The girls even wanted to talk to each other on the phone a couple of times...It was good...Then when we all came back together on Sunday afternoon the girls began fighting within minutes. IT DRIVES ME CRAZY!!!!
...The little one took a spill on her bike and spent all evening getting over the scraped knee and the "almost broken finger".
..."Nim's Island", just so-so as kid movies go.
...Have I mentioned the wind out here??? Everyday inside the front door is a small pile of sand I have to sweep up and dusting is an everyday event!
...We have an on-going sock problem. I have about 20 socks without a match, 19 of which belong to the girls. Where do they go? How come a pair never makes it into the dirty clothes? A couple of months ago I bought a ton of new socks for them. I bet they are down to 5 pairs with matches. Do others have this problem? I just can't figure out where they go... I thought when we moved we would find all of the socks, the dozens of paci's, and dog toys we had lost over the years - surely they would be somewhere in the house, but No... not one...
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I promise I didn't read this before today's Small Thing!!
I'm glad to know I'm not the only one with this problem....
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