March Twenty-Eighth

“Sad day, I broke my deodorant jar!”

{taken @ 6:45am PST}

“I took a lot of pictures today…I pasteurized milk, I made a skirt…you get the idea. But tonight while I was trying to squeeze a little language studying in and the girls were playing on the rug, I heard Mercy start squawking a little. I figured she was trying to do something and she should get a little frustrated. She made a few more sounds so I peeked under the coffee table and she looked fine from my view. Then she completely melted down, hollering for all she was worth. I jumped up to rescue her and discovered this…so I quickly photopgraphed it rescued her, like every good mother would. Yeah, I may have been laughing the entire time. You should have seen her attempts to crawl away!”