when we woke up i could tell something was going on downstairs. and i actually WASN'T afraid of what it was. it's a good thing that the 2 4yr olds i have aren't good secret keepers or i might have been. whatever they were doing down there was taking a LONG time...so we just waited in bed like we were told to do by the demanding blonde one. after about an hour we were greeted by all three in our room. and asked to go downstairs where special k and fruit salad awaited us. they "made" us breakfast. along with the breakfast were drawings that they drew for us, and little notes. my oldest couldn't have been more proud than to declare that the whole idea was his.......
good lawd...i love these boys.
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