This is the story of our life - raising our four girls amongst the chaos that medicine brings. Somehow we've survived almost 10 years of medical training, the loss of our second daughter to bilaterial multicystic renal dysplasia, and a Russian adoption. I can only imagine what our future holds!
We've reached a new stage in our house.....it's called "Crayon in the nose". For the past two days, every time EasternStar has colored, something has ended up in her nose.
I really want to take a picture but that would only encourage her more. 8 )
LMAO!! Crayon in the nose, eh? Well, I suppose it isn't "poop in the pants" stage where we're stuck or "write on mom's important paperwork" stage. At least it is a crayon. I still remember a kid in my elementary school getting a peanut stuck in his nose and getting to ride an ambulance to the ED. ;) At the time, I thought he was so lucky. hee hee hee
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LMAO!! Crayon in the nose, eh? Well, I suppose it isn't "poop in the pants" stage where we're stuck or "write on mom's important paperwork" stage. At least it is a crayon. I still remember a kid in my elementary school getting a peanut stuck in his nose and getting to ride an ambulance to the ED. ;) At the time, I thought he was so lucky. hee hee hee
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