The other morning, as I was getting dressed, I hear, "Mommy?" Without turning around, I answered, "Yeah, baby."
To which I hear, "Mommy, your closet tried to hang me up."
Say what?
I turned around to find this...
Sad face, holding a hanger. |
Oh, wait,she's not holding the hanger. The hanger is holding her. |
Apparently Ginger Girl bumped the hanger just right as she walked past it. The hungry little hanger leaped out of the closet & bit into her hair all piled on her head. It is pure talent to get a hanger to do that, I swear.
After I took the pictures...totally not laughing hysterically of course...I noticed some pictures on my camera that I hadn't seen before. I have previously mentioned how a few certain someones love my camera's ability to front face, allowing you to see a picture of yourself as you take it. So it wasn't a surprise to find these pictures, but it was enjoyable...
And that's not all. This was just a select few of the selfies that I was completely unaware of, even though they were taken right next to me that same morning.
Part of my favorite things about having older kids is that if I happen to sleep in, they're okay! Seriously. Unlike with toddlers, I can trust them to not tear my house apart or light it on fire. And unlike babies, they actually let me sleep. Older kids are awesome. Obviously I hadn't thought about 1 of those older children grabbing my phone & performing a modeling session right next to me while I'm drooling & talking in my sleep. I may have to hide my phone at night.
I already have to hide my phone from myself when I go to sleep, because I have a tendency to text & call people in my sleep. Imagine that totally awkward moment the next day when someone tries to continue a conversation with me from the night before & I have no memory of it. Amazingly enough, I'm absolutely coherent in my sleep. Thankfully I've found a spot where the phone is safe when I'm asleep.
On second thought, I think I'll keep my phone right where it is at night. Those surprise pictures are better than any middle of the night text session.
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