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Avaya is four going on twenty. The other day I was running around like a mad woman trying to get the house clean. I had invited people over which is what I do when I have a messy house and no energy. Avaya was busily taking care of her fake baby. I asked her if she would like to help me clean the bathroom. Get them involved is dads favorite thing to say when I’m pulling my own hair out and all the kids are crying at the same time. She cheerfully answered politely, “No thanks but thanks for asking!” The girl will seriously say anything to get out of work. She was barely two when she would tell me that she doesn’t feel good and she’s so tired when asked to clean up her toys. Surely she comes by it honestly seeing as I still invite people over to get motivated.

Dayton is finally three and seems to be talking more. This has really cut down on the horrendous frustrated fits. He is all boy and loves to throw balls around my poor house! I did order balloons for him to throw instead. They are brilliant! Considerably less damage is done to my decor and when I’m done with them all it takes is a sharp object to get rid of them. Avaya is always willing to blow up a new one when I’m not in the mood. 

This is an old one I decided to just publish. Now that I’m at kid number 4 I figured I should blog again since there are no pretenses left!

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