So.

G was listening to the radio in the car during a commercial. The phrase “Don’t Tweet on the street” was uttered.

She responded with:

“tweet tweet tweet!!”

“I’m so sorry.”

“I tweeted on the street.”

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Weekend kidisms.

This morning we were in a hotel room. I asked Payne to help Genevieve sit on the potty. I heard the following.

P: “Yay! You went pee pee!”

G: “Now wipe my butt.”

(Short pause)

P: “I don’t do that.”

Sibling matching at cousin Benjamin’s baptism:

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Payne was unamused by the momarazzi at KFC:

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He looks so big to me now, until this happens:

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We were out of pj’s, so I grabbed a t-shirt for G to sleep in. She took one look at it and said “I need my princess shoes”.

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“Ready for the weekend” was an understatement:

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Some day, I will steal Michael Bolton.

He is basically the best dog ever.

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“Help. Meeeeee…”

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And I will legally change his name from
Blake to Michael, as it should be.

And he will be mine.

Watch out, Mom and Dad. I’m plotting a dognapping. I’ll just krazy glue some pipe cleaners to Stella and do a little switcharoo.

Bathroom renovation.

Before:

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After!

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Two full months of contractors, dust, and painting so that Dan wouldn’t have to bump his elbows in the shower and I wouldn’t have to rinse lint out of the completely unused tub on a weekly basis.

Worth it!