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monster mash

meet the big monster


and the medium monster
and the baby monster


is it just gonna be one of those days?

Just in case...I think I should brew pot number two!

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JSmith5780 said…
Makes me feel a little better knowing I am not the only one to suffer in the AM!
June 17, 2008 at 5:54 AM
Danielle said…
Our house has been saturated in crankiness lately! Ugh!

You're totally not alone. Remember that vid you had of the kids crying while you were making dinner? I do...cause that's my life right now. I'm hoping it's just phases...

And in the meantime Thank God for npas!

...danielle
June 17, 2008 at 7:11 AM
JSmith5780 said…
I want a nap! I think naps should be mandatory in the workplace!

The kids still make me play that video occasionally. They think it's funny. I point out how rude they were being to each other and me!
June 17, 2008 at 7:50 AM
Danielle said…
When I was working at CapitalOne (I was the meanie in collections twisting people's arms to pay their bills :O) they were actually starting to add *cat nap* rooms. I quit before I got to use one...

My kiddos think it's funny to be naughty too. Especially Bristel...she's too cute tho!

...danielle
June 17, 2008 at 12:07 PM
Mama Skates said…
those r some pretty cute monsters! ;0)
June 17, 2008 at 12:32 PM
Danielle said…
I am inclined to agree!
June 17, 2008 at 3:13 PM
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