My boys amaze me. They can be down the flu and still cause a huge amount of trouble. The tree went up yesterday and already they have broken two of my ornaments. Somebody also drew on the wall in the laundry room with a purple face painting crayon. Not sure who broke the ornaments as I wasn't home at the time, but the wall drawing incident was the child below. Public enemy number one: Ethan.
Mid-morning he was quiet. I went to find him lying with Scarlett on her dog bed, quietly petting her. Any other time he would be quiet this week would be BAD NEWS.
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