Friday evening Grace entertained herself for an hour dragging toys up to the living room from the basement. She HAD to have been exhausted after making SO MANY trips up and down the stairs and carrying so many awkward toys.
She tried SO HARD to drag this metal chair up the stairs. She kept saying, "Mommy, I need your help! Gabe, help me . . . please." No one answered her pleas.
She dragged every bit of the stuff up the stairs from the basement and arranged it in this neat little line. Why? We don't know. It all returned to the basement once she was in bed. It took Dan and I two trips each, at least, to take it all back downstairs.
Friday evening Grace entertained herself for an hour dragging toys up to the living room from the basement. She HAD to have been exhausted after making SO MANY trips up and down the stairs and carrying so many awkward toys.
She tried SO HARD to drag this metal chair up the stairs. She kept saying, "Mommy, I need your help! Gabe, help me . . . please." No one answered her pleas.
She dragged every bit of the stuff up the stairs from the basement and arranged it in this neat little line. Why? We don't know. It all returned to the basement once she was in bed. It took Dan and I two trips each, at least, to take it all back downstairs.
1 comment:
ha ha ha!! what a mess!
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