This is what happens when your sister helps you get dressed in the morning.
And this is what happens when your older siblings decide to get in on the fun:
And this is what happens when you let your sister play trucks:
In other news, we made it through the week with four dentists appointments under our belt. Two different days, five hours waiting, with five kids= a latte for mommy. It doesn’t matter how you do the math, that’s how it comes out.
On the way home from the dentist, Micah threw an epic tantrum, earning himself a “Go straight to nap, Do not collect $200” card. He fell asleep in seconds, and we were all relieved for the break, except for Paul, who didn’t quite know what to do with himself while his brother slept. All of a sudden, both boys appeared at my side. Paul smiled. “He woke up!” he said, hugging Micah.
“Really?” I said. “All by himself?”
“Yep. I help him WAKE UP!”
That’s kinda what I figured.
And just when I was needing a little pick-me-up, I found this on my doorstep:
Happy Friday, everyone!