We woke up fifteen minutes after school started. I'm not even going to try to offer any ideas about why our sleep is so whacky... I might be nearing too tired to problem solve about it, Kiddo... Anyway, this left us in a pickle, because I work while you're at school. Steph and you ended up going to see Dolly and Rovus while I worked, and then we dropped Steph off at school and came home to a nap and Channukah. Your toys are eating up our house while they're out. Luckily for us, our walls are actually built with secret compartments that can just store all the excess. (Or I have a LOT of organizational problem solving to do...one or the other.)
Just a little explanation of what's happening down there at the end: You would ask for bubbles, pour them into a different cup than the one you were given, then pour that into the recycling can, then recycle the "trash." I see it, I do. You get something, bring it someplace to use it, dispose of the excess. Brilliant play actually, I applaud your smarts. It took your (used to be) brilliant Mama about 20 minutes of refilling your cup with bubbles before I realized that "gee, he sure is drinking a lot...maybe he's not drinking it..." Truthfully? I watched you do it for about three more minutes, took a deep breath, got up, took some pictures, and left the floor to dry itself over night. So sleepy.
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