We've returned home from visiting Kasey.
I am now depressed.
My dryer is broken.
My baby is exploding.
My 3 year old is moody.
Our cupboards are bare.
But, we are home.
I'm sure all will be well soon.
I would love to write more but, I just noticed baby poop on my thumb nail.
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Today Maggers...
Flushed my brand-new, blush brush down the toilet.
"Bye Bye, Mommy."
"Bye Bye, Mommy."
Olive-isms
For my birthday, when I turn five, I want to go to Egypt and ride a camel. But, I don't want it to spit on me or blow out my candles.
My Stats
- Olive-us
- My name is Shawna. I am a wife and a mother, and am too exhausted to go into detail.
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3 comments:
that's quite a trip
All you need is a little "Efrin" to cure your blues..
.... and some root beer.
Come do laundry here. We'll eat a bean and cheese while we wait.
Glad you're home safe. You were missed. I wish you brought them back with you. :=/
I want you back.
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