Woke up this am with an Ash man in my face. He was up and 6 and we were not ready to be parents yet, so he was tossed in between us and forced back to sleep. Of course when mom leaves he is so aware and tries to crawl out after her. Momma is something special.
We steam cleaned the couches today after Dad's nose compared them to a homeless person...Jen not so sure but sure she won't argue about clean couches. Just moving those cushions opened up a whole new world to the kids. Of course Ash dialed in on all the buttons on the machine and the outlet. He tries to hard to help yet has no idea he is just needs to try less. Good for him though...am sure he will push many more buttons in time, and not all them physical ones.
Mom took Maya to mall. I drifted off to sleep on couch and Ash woke me up with the angry cry. That boy always wakes up so pissed off. We did some yard work in the back. Ash loved to pick the roses...the live ones, and place the petals all over the yard. Is he telling us he wants to be a flower girl?
Maya asks us to clarify everything. Dad...why does the vine grow so much...and on an on. Wonder what she thinks parents. We must be so cool and wise to her.
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