Yesterday, the twins officially turned four. I sang "Happy Birthday" to them and they looked at me like I had three heads. I know they were thinking, "We already had our party, so we're four. You're a little late, old man."
Just a couple of quick exchanges that happened since last post:
Me (to The Boss): Well, I am cleaning upstairs. I'm about halfway done. I'm just taking a break.
Connor (after crawling in my lap): That room's not going to clean itself!!
Me and The Boss: (Laughing hysterically)
Another one:
Me: Yeah, our decorations we got at KMart look like redneck decorations!
The Boss: I don't care...they're festive, dammit!!
Logan (with stern look to The Boss): Do you kiss your mother with that mouth!?
Me and The Boss: (Laughing hysterically)
4 days until Christmas.
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