I took a very tired Camden up to his bedroom not too long ago, and here's what we found:
Surprise #1: Nothing like a little light reading when your eyelids are heavy, courtesy of brother Drew.
Surprise #2: Tyler discovered baby mice in our backyard. Me? I'd scream. Him? He passes them out to all the children until he runs out. We were one mouse short and had a 22 month old screaming and chasing the other kids around to try to get one of his own. Go figure where those genes came from. Not the parent who was the hand washing scouring police after the fun was over, I can assure you.
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I don't believe I could have even taken a picture! (although I do mice better than snakes and when we found one of those in the garden the other day, the kids were embarrassed that I screamed loud enough to alarm the entire neighborhood--I had to assure them it was because I was only startled, not afraid!)
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