Dear me, it's only the second day into my daughter's summer vacation (what with it now being past midnight) and we're already running late hours.
The Big Boy Update: My son kindly cleaned everything up but now he's lost all track of time and is bouncing around upstairs on his iPad, eating, and I caught him at it which is why I know, potato chips and cookies. After midnight. He was not happy that I caught him.
The Tiny Girl Chronicles: My daughter doesn't like to sleep under the covers but prefers to sleep on top of her bed. And I just realized today that the comforter bed spread thing hasn't been washed in a month of Sundays. Literally. I mean I really think it's been that long. Which is a bit horrifying. It is in the washing machine as I type this.
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