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sock monsters and toilets

There must be some conspiracy between the flush handle on the toilet (or the drain in the bathtub) and the path between the boy's bedroom and the laundry room. HOW can six pairs of socks disappear in 2.5 days? What are they doing with them, eating them? HOW can one of my munchkins be here for 2.5 days, and never open the bag of clean underwear in her drawer? HOW can they not comprehend flushing the toilet when I can smell it all the way out in the hallway? Hasn't it clicked that the odor from their bathroom is either A) the unflushed toilet or B) their brown, dirty bathwater? Some days, like yesterday, I smile at how far they've come in the last 3-4 years. On days like today it seems like they're still 7 and 8.

Updates:

  • Aleh is still running a fever, but is doing much better than last night and this morning. We did go to Rex to see a dr this morning.
  • Geese eggs #6,7 have hatched. (#7 is the one I pulled out of Lucy's mouth!)
  • Lucy has chewed off another one of Linus' underground fence collars - AGAIN! Gggrrr!

Comments

Jennifer said…
if you figure out the sock dilemma and the toilet flushing this summer, let me know! the toilet problem is much better, but our socks do seem to disappear quickly!
Carroll said…
who knows. : )

It was great seeing you yesterday!
Lydia said…
Your dogs make me laugh! As to the kids- poor things probably don't know any better:( Connor will gladly wear a smelly diaper all day if you let him, I don't understand why he just doesn't realize how bad he smells! Is it because he's so busy and excited and just doesn't have time? Maybe like your kids, life is so fun and new right now, he's afraid he will miss out if he has to stop to change or wash.

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