Have you ever just tried to have a moment to talk with a friend or a loved one without the kids present? My mom was over this afternoon and we were trying to have a conversation without the constant interruptions from the girls, so I sent them to color in the next room. After a little conversation and still a whole lot of interruptions, (despite my efforts) the girls reappeared in the room with us and this is what I discover:
And of course the story was, K: "M drew on my feet."
M: "Well, K told me too."
I think I'm punching out for the day...Tomorrow is another day.