This child is dropping more teeth than I know what to do with.
Okay, actually I do know what to do them. It just requires some ironing of fabric and a wee bit of work.
So, yeah, hi. Griffin began his "summer vacation" this week and holy crap, uh.... what the hell am I do with the kids all day? The pool opens tomorrow (yay!) so that will help a lot but we're two days in and already both boys are acting like fucking Neanderthals in stores and really, it makes me both happy and a frustrated that I don't believe in whippings because dude, did they ever qualify for getting escorted outside for a bit at the grocery store.
I always got escorted at stores. My poor childhood bum.