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See What Happens....

This is what happens when the kids dad goes out of town and their mom is lonely. Or maybe it is that mom lacks the ability to be strong and put the kids to bed. Somehow, mom is the loser here.

Emma went first.
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As usual, Davis went second.
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Anonymous said…
What did Mom do afterwards? :)

Max crashed out like that on one of our sofas last week, and I almost fell over from shock.
Abby said…
Helped a friend package the cookies I made for her, piddled on the computer and went to bed. Boring.

I almost had a nice glass of wine and tried to find a movie to watch but I was too tired to bother!
Amanda. said…
Too tired for wine? Are you sick :)

They're cute at least!
Abby said…
LOL, no Amanda. I was up alte making cookies the night before and I do not sleep well when Mark is gone.

Tonight though, I ma thinking of cracking open that wine, finding something girly on t.v. and having me time.....
Anonymous said…
I just found your site through another blog, either Karrie or Amanda.

I do the same thing when John is gone! Cereal for breakfast and dinner, more TV than usual. I often wonder what the hell I would do if I were a single mom!

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