Smatterings of life around here

I’m not good with the time change, in fact, yesterday the boys were ready for school before I’d showered.  “Well,” the evil voice in my head said, “B can read, have him read to M.”

They would pick the book with human sacrifice in it. Mean while, K was also ‘reading,’ which is a very noisy affair, because she makes up songs about the pictures as she ‘reads,’ and sings them very loudly.  Apparently they banished her to Momma-bed because this was what I saw when I returned to get dressed (maybe I banished her, I don’t remember, time change, sleep deprivation, Mommy brain, making the story good,  you know)

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