Worst Part of the Day - My phone was ringing and ringing today - a woman who received a Fed Ex package meant for me (she lives on the complete other side of town - I told her to call Fed Ex.) The plumber who wants to come over and have another look before quoting us an estimate. Then the preschool ... seems Quinn threw up. So I left my fun friends and went to pick him and Wes up. He was still dry heaving a bit. But there was no lethargy at all - in fact, he and Wes got into all sorts of mischief. They lost dessert and television privileges - shouldn't he just be laying on the couch??
Creativity - I was still purging the spare bedroom when Wes came up to see what I was doing. He kept taking things from my piles and running off. After a while I was thinking "what is he doing." So I went into his room and found this (see photo below). Whoa - watch out Calder.
Maybe GR will someday have a 'Wes'. I felt like Lynne Cheney when I dismantled the thing. However, I cited "tidiness" (not ethics or morals) as my excuse.
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