Sunday, May 24, 2009

archer seems much better.

wiley's a bit like a tornado, very messy, fast, and umm, messy. so today while cleaning up puzzle pieces, broken crayons, and lite brite bits off the floor I was trying to explain to him that my job was to be his mother, not just the person who goes around and cleans up after him. He looked at me and said, "do you want to be the butler?"

after being reprimanded for pulling all the flowers off my impatiens he walked away then turned and shouted to me, "mommy I think you smell bad."

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