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if I ever...

again. think.



its a good idea.




to take all three children to the library. At the same time...




by myself?!?!?!





You all have permission to happy slap me!




In the meantime...I'm printing that lil' thingie down there to relieve some of the tension!



stress reduction Pictures, Images and Photos


Depending on your day...feel free to do that same!


::smile::
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Shanna Grimes said…
Tried it :) Never again. Everyone wanted to go to a different section and Autism + quiet room = yelling just to hear the echo.
November 10, 2008 at 4:22 PM
Monica~ James~ Connor said…
Poor thing... You may need to take meds before you attempt that again.

I'll have to print the thingy off for future use. Ha ha ha!!!
November 10, 2008 at 8:19 PM
JSmith5780 said…
Hmmm, while I like the sign, with my luck, I'd use it so often that I would have a concussion!

My kids are in the tattling stage. I just might go crazy before they grow out of it.
November 12, 2008 at 5:27 AM
Anonymous said…
Jen, Marissa is going through that now...we try to explain to her that while it's great she wants us to know if Haylee is doing something she's not supposed to do or doing something dangerous, she shouldn't be a tattle-tale. There is such a thin line there I don't think she understands the difference. But it's so funny to hear them arguing and then Marissa say, "I'm telling!" And then you here Haylee yell, "No, sissy!! I sorry!! I sorry!!" I have to get the laughing out quick before they both come running and talking at the same time.
November 14, 2008 at 8:25 AM
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