If you have a sister who has made you laugh, punched you, stuck up for you, you know the rest…repost. My sister punched me seconds after this shot was taken. It was the last round I ever let her win.
It was a lucky shot.
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What were you thinking I was talking about?
In the back of my mind I heard Tyler rustling through my nightstand. Minutes later, there was a loud vibrating sound coming from the living room.
“Eva! Look what I found in Mama’s room!” he said. “Look—you can rub it on your head!”
Horrified, I ran to the scene and snatched it away from him. “How did you find this?” I demanded. “You must never go into Mama’s things ever again, or you can say good-bye to every last piece of your glow-in-the-dark Thomas the Train Midnight Ride puzzle. Understood?”
Maybe I’m a bit possessive over my back and neck massager, but really. He can get his own.
Here come the critters
Doug set up a “critter cam” in our backyard. He scatters apples around it and wakes up the next day like a kid on Christmas morning looking for wildlife footage. The first day, he found snapshots of himself setting up the camera. The second day, a slideshow of me pushing the kids on the swings. Day three, a dozen or more pics of our dogs attempting to eat the apples. But on day four, his critter cam investment finally paid off.
It starts way too early.
