Wednesday, September 12, 2012

You Build it. I'll fill it.

Marguerite:  No crib mama!  I sad there.  Need G. 

Ugh.  I was really hoping she'd sleep in her crib until she was 13.  No dice.  She hooks her long skinny leg over the edge and vaults over the side in 2 seconds flat. 

Here's the temporary sleeping arrangement until daddy gets their beds done:

Drew took the girls over to the shop this evening so I could get their toy zone sorted out without and "help".  An hour later he brought home two rosy cheeked girls with hands covered in sharpy marker.  They were so happy to be reunited with their toys after this summer of upheaval. 

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