A Blue, Blue, Blue Christmas
Maren and Brock hate taking naps, but with two-year-old twins, naps are very, very, very, important. They cried and cried today when we put them down, but then they were quiet, and we thought they'd gone to sleep! After a little while, we realized that it was getting late, so Blake went to check on them while I started dinner.
He suddenly hollered for me to get in there! I RAN down the hall thinking something was wrong, and yep... there was, just not what I thought! It was one of those " you can either laugh or you can cry" moments! (I chose to laugh!)
On Saturday, I had been working on a project for Christmas, and my little bottle of blue paint had disappeared! I looked everywhere for it, but didn't find it until today!
Brock & Maren took off all their clothes, stripped their beds of their blankets, and emptied the ENTIRE bottle out on the floor and did some body painting/redecorating during "nap" time!
Dinner burned, but the BLUE MAN GROUP and their room got cleaned up. (don't look too close at the carpet!)



















