I have so many posts I need to do, but I don't know where to start! So while I was sitting here on my laptop checking if anyone else has died today & thinking about things, I heard the following, so here you go!
Bill screaming from the kitchen: Emmy & Austin GET. IN. HERE. NOW!
I hear scurrying going toward the kitchenBill: Look at those counters.
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Silence*
Bill: What do you see?
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silence*Bill: Noodles & cheese!
I JUST came from the kitchen and I recall seeing "A" noodle (Austin made Ramen) and "A" piece of shredded cheese (Emmy made nachos).Bill: Those counters are DISGUSTING! You know what's going to happen if you don't clean up after you make something?
*silence*Bill: I'll tell you what- you don't get to eat unless mom cooks. And we all know that doesn't happen BUT ONCE EVERY FOUR DAYS!
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For some reason I found that whole little scenario hillarious!
I know. I need help.