While I was at my knitting group finishing the red sweater, Mr. Right was bathing the kids and putting them to bed. He sent me a text after hauling Mr. Pants out of the tub early because he'd repeatedly dumped water over his sister's head:
"Heard as the bath ended suddenly... WHAAA... I want Mommy!! She makes better decisions than you!"







That's one to store away forever. Love it.
Posted by: Rita | 14 August 2012 at 06:00 PM