Well, that was cut down to about 1 minute because Chayale just woke up with a sore throat... Shame :-(...
Just very quickly, for those of you who haven't heard this story, here it is...
2 Fridays ago, I was getting ready for Shabbos, and I turned around to put the peels from the potatoes and sweet potatoes in the bin, and when I turned back around, Devorah Leah was holding a Victorinox knife in her little hand. After my initial yell of "Put that thing back where it came from or so help you" (not those words, but you get the gist), we had a very important discussion about the fact that knives are VERY dangerous, and we NEVER touch a knife, unless Mummy says it is a safe one, etc. We finished this very important discussion, and I began chopping the potatoes and sweet potatoes. Meanwhile, Devorah Leah starts marching out of the kitchen, so I asked her where she was going. She answered, "I'm going to think about it...".
And she went and sat on her bed for about 7 minutes - no joke - 'thinking about it'...
Anyway, I better go back to tending to poor Chayale. She's feeling rather miserable...
Fomo just woke up, and when I asked her to take of her Pull-up and put on her undies, she asked me to help her because she doesn't know which way they go. So I helped her and she started singing (TTTO 'The cow is in the barn, it goes Moo moo moo') 'The tag is in the back, it goes on the tush!!!'
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Oy vei that kids absolutley gorgeous!!
ReplyDeleteGive her lots of kisses from me
You could give them to her yourself when you come home, and we could finally return your fashtunkene orange sponge you left with us nearly 2 years ago that my girls have been holding on to for you!!! When are you coming home Jo???
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