Behind The Scenes
So, here I am, cheeseballing around with my weighted hula hoop, while the kids are playing in the yard. Or so I thought. Look behind the slide. That black lump on the ground? No, not my quaking torso. Behind the slide. Not my behind. The thing on the ground. Yeah. See it? Apparently, my youngest got tired of playing and put herself down for a nap.
Never mind that it's four o'clock in the afternoon. Never mind that the grass is scratchy. She's cuddled up in her Milk Factory blanket, and having a good old time. She's totally unaware that a few feet from her little nest, her mother is making an ass out of herself with an aerobic hula hoop.
I let her sleep like this for a good two hours, and then brought her inside to the couch. She continued to sleep like a log, and so I put her in bed. She slept straight through dinner, and woke up at 4 am this morning, famished and ready to be entertained. It's been a LONG DAY. But, man. Just look at that face. I can't be annoyed at that girl.
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