Only had one helper with the baking and she's very good at it, surprisingly for someone so tiny.
Some racing crash game with cars:
Okay, little water skiing Santa had his boat deflate. Fan is dead, smelled burnt.
Sad.
Since the guinea pigs have overtaken the guest room, they exhumed the air mattress once again.
Made beds on the couches:
She has such a hard time falling asleep. He got her warmed up and she conked out, finally. But trying to sneak off that air mattress without waking her up was quite the feat.
The next morning, the baking got underway:Okay, I encourage people to eat at the table. We have tables in the kitchen, in the family room, and in the dining room. They're great tables.
So we've got your french fries on the rug.
At one point, glanced into the family room and a child had a hamburger on the piano! And a large beverage!
Seriously?
I don't know how clean that piano is. We dust it with furniture polish, but not promising anything.
Oh my goodness.
I love you kids, Grandma, aka MOM
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