davejenbarnes
I was “getting ready to go” so that we could up and leave when the baby awoke. I couldn’t hear anything. I mean, it was silent. This house is never silent. Silence is dangerous. I remembered in my sewing room that there are unseen dangers so I snuck out of the bathroom in the back of the house and eventually found them. In their room. Playing quietly on the big one’s bed. With Blocks. And no one was screaming. So I took a picture of it for posterity. (And, yes, those are big boy underwear on Lowell, since we do that kind of thing around the house.)
