I thinks it's official. Nap time at this house ceases to exist anymore. I swear my other kids were still taking naps at Baylor's age. He wants nothing to do with them. He would much rather be doing this:
Why oh why can't kids appreciate sleep? If they only knew how much less you get as an adult and how much more you want it. Such a waste if you ask me.
At least him and Nate are becoming best buddies.
That's fine. I've got my own bestie:
This boy has discovered he has a love for puzzles just like his favorite gal in the world (me). Jammin to music, doing our puzzles. Life doesn't get much better than that. Well it might if I had any of these left to eat:
That's right, I pulled out my inner betty crocker and made some spudnuts. I thought they were going to be a disaster as I was making them. This bowl was full so I would say they were successful.
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