We've been sick.
I'll spare you the details. I just think about it and start to break out in hives while considering committing myself to a mental institution.
We survived. Well, Eli, Landon, and I (just barely) survived. At one point in time I told Dustin to just go ahead and call the funeral home because I was surely going to die.
Dad's in bed now and only time will tell with him.
And in keeping with my "if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all" mantra...I feel compelled to keep this one short.
So instead of dwelling on the disgustingness that was my life this past week...we will now return to our regularly scheduled programming.
I present to you...babies laughing at a fly swatter.
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Sweet music to my ears!
Sorry about the disgustingness. I can only imagine and am not looking forward to it when my time comes (and you know it will eventually). You are a great mom and I'm sure you handled it all great. The boys laughing is too cute! Adorable.
they're funny. why don't you all come over here so i can play with them?
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