No, no! Not sharpie! I am crying for you! Grandpa Thaylon and Grandpa Brett would have some choice words I'd imagine. Your eight tag thinger was hilarious! I am right with you on the Kindergarten meanie heads! Don't mess with my kids, ya know? Also, I also hate going to take the car in. I have noticed that it is always me that takes it in and no, I don't buy the line that it is more "convienient" for me to do it, because with two kids, nothing is "convienient." So I have determined that Louis hates going in and admitting that he can't or won't fix the car himself. Grrr. I knew I should've just taken auto shop, I always wanted to, but people discouraged me. Bet they all wish they hadn't now that their cars are breaking! I just had my blood drawn at my doctors office and cried like a baby. It was completely humiliating and I'd like to pretend that if it were you doing it, I might be able to be brave. Or, at least, not feel too foolish when I cry and have to lie down for a while. So mortifying. I am still trying to get enough courage to blog about it so that I can move on!
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Oh, no!
I have heard that the magic eraser CAN actually take that off...(The windowsill)
What a bummer!
Oh no!!! Jenna, I feel so bad for you. But Sammy just looks so adorable in that picture...surely you can't be toooooo upset at him!!! :)
No, no! Not sharpie! I am crying for you! Grandpa Thaylon and Grandpa Brett would have some choice words I'd imagine. Your eight tag thinger was hilarious! I am right with you on the Kindergarten meanie heads! Don't mess with my kids, ya know? Also, I also hate going to take the car in. I have noticed that it is always me that takes it in and no, I don't buy the line that it is more "convienient" for me to do it, because with two kids, nothing is "convienient." So I have determined that Louis hates going in and admitting that he can't or won't fix the car himself. Grrr. I knew I should've just taken auto shop, I always wanted to, but people discouraged me. Bet they all wish they hadn't now that their cars are breaking! I just had my blood drawn at my doctors office and cried like a baby. It was completely humiliating and I'd like to pretend that if it were you doing it, I might be able to be brave. Or, at least, not feel too foolish when I cry and have to lie down for a while. So mortifying. I am still trying to get enough courage to blog about it so that I can move on!
The best part is how thrilled Sam looks with himself right now.
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