Portrait of two little shits
A few quiet moments before I gave them both a bone of their own and then Bonegate descended upon the home. They do not want their own bone. They want the bone that is in the other one's mouth. It is a constant game, and if either of them could speak in sentences it would be NEENER NEENER all day long.
Heather talks about public tantrums (from kids) on today's Momversation.
- Bedtime, Leta lingering defiantly in the hallway. Jon: "If you want fart stories, you better get in bed RIGHT NOW."
- RIP Louis Mortimer Armstrong: http://bit.ly/1R4tv6
- Hugs and kisses to you, too! RT: @Monkey_Tree: @dooce he probably committed suicide because he was tired of LISTENING TO YOU WHINE.
