Seriously, I go downstairs for one SECOND …
and my peaceful table of scholars morphs into a thumping house of rock ….
not MY genes, right!
Whohoooo, go little nieces!!! Ja, sis, why don’t they form a quartet and play some Beethoven when you turn your back (what mom would do) – you just can’t get the children these days…. Hie-Hie! Love their lust for life – miss ya’ll soooooooooooooooo. xxxxxxx
aahhhh I know the feeling…mine usually turns into an upside down swinging from chairs kinda house…gotta love them!
love to you…
How precious! Love the baby girl running (probably dancing!) in the background – looks awfully like another blonde-curled little girl I know around here :-)
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