Poor kid. You've got to feel for him. Apparently, kids look up to their parents when they are four (not so much when they are nine...but that is another story). So when I came downstairs this morning Ian ran back upstairs to his room.
I followed him. He whipped off his shirt, inside-outed it and put it back on. All because my shirt was inside out. Sure I did it to hide a stain on the front (which to my dismay, went all the way through). But poor Ian will be judged a ragamuffin today because of me... Then again, I showed up this same way to a doc visit, mostly cause I forgot about the visit and had to literally run. The spot is kinda big too, wonder what is was from...[Sadly, you won't believe how long it took me to get this shot]
In other news I should have mentioned, Reagan is cutting a CD of her new song, "Spring" (someone please tell Norby to stop singing in my head at the mention of Spring)...Her teacher and her laid down the track last night, but she wasn't singing much. Her homework is to become loud.
To help, we are going to let Reagan watch Gwen Stefani (arrrrgggghhhh -roll your tongue, like I do) on American Idol tonight... Assuming it does help, or not, I'll put the track up here next week for your audio pleasure. She wrote the music as well.
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But I don't want to?
Row if you want to ...
Row to Mathers Bridge"
Reg completely killed the B52's for me.
Noj nOj noJ
Carrrrne Asada