my husband left yesterday afternoon for a six-day snowboarding trip out west. and of course, because it's mlk weekend, it's ass-cracking cold in minneapolis: the forecast tomorrow is for a high of minus 3. so i'm puttin' on my momma hat to think of fun ways to keep the girls and me warm, amused and intact until wednesday.day one has gone swimmingly, as you can see.
(yes, that is her blood all over the shirt. she busted her lip open fooling around in her chair at lunchtime with her sister. bled like a mutha all over her, and me, and the floor, and the kitchen table and chairs, which i have since hauled down to the basement and replaced with their smaller, hopefully safer kiddie table and chairs from the playroom. it's amazing how invigorating anger is.)
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