Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Told from the perspective of Evan:
I have found a way to climb out of my crib. Dun Dun Dun! (He really has.)
I climb out of bed and look for a door. "Yes...found it!," I say. I open it up and...nope, just the closet.
I find another door. I open it up, and...AHAAA! I found the kids. Waaaaaiiiiit a minnnnnute, they are wrestling? And I'm supposed to be napping? Who made these rules? Looks like I need to be having a little talk with Mom.