Aaahh, the bickering, the squabbles, the minor, constant, petty irritations. And the fangs. Stef and Mer are home at the same time.
But don’t worry, the fangs belong to the dog, not the daughters.
It’s actually really nice to have almost everyone here (the other two kids are up in New York) – loud and wonderful nice. And soon we’re going to color eggs, which I secretly love doing. So this is a really short post.
Before I go, I promised pictures of Kezzie, aka the Creature With Fangs, and Scot, my Beloved Husband.
Honest, they were having fun.