We're all tired of the run. We're not saying we don't want them to win, we're all just saying ... when will the madness end?
B's got a bit of a cold but he's still holding on to his cuteness and Brennace the Menace behavior. Today he was eating the dried fruit from the cereal and when I looked up I realized he had dumped the entire bag through the family room and kitchen. Some of it had taken flight after he rocked out the Baby Neptune.
Then when Jack and I pointed it out, he was quick to say, "uh-oh."
Um, yeah.
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