5 more nite nites....
One young king is back to counting nite nites in anticipation of seeing his big bother (spelling intentional of course....no little sibling would EVER spell "brother" correctly....they all are bothers!) Of course, the big bother is counting night nights too, I think he enjoys his brub as much as his brub enjoys him!
BUT..when it comes to the reunion of the bothers, it also means that Mom has a boatload of travel prep to do. Sing along with me Moms..."no body knows the packing I do, no body knows...the "to do" lists".....That's okay though....that is what Thanksgiving is all about huh!
BUT..when it comes to the reunion of the bothers, it also means that Mom has a boatload of travel prep to do. Sing along with me Moms..."no body knows the packing I do, no body knows...the "to do" lists".....That's okay though....that is what Thanksgiving is all about huh!
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Someday, I'd like to be the one who just packs her suitcase and shows up at the door. In my dreams, anyway....
And then just who is stuck in the hotel room with the barfy, runny-pooped diaper kid and in desparate need of extra changes of clothes and entertainment while he's off gallavanting with the others? BTDT.
And who's the one who gets extra grouchy when they whine they have nothing to do in the car 2 hours into a 5 hour trip and so start picking on each other?
I'm just sayin'....