The day before Thanksgiving the kids and I went over and made cookies with Jody and Emily. They were nice enough to provide most of the ingredients, and here's Dahlia cleaning up the extra flour on the counter by applying it to her face. Good job Dahlia.
Thanksgiving morning brought breakfast at Cracker Barrel with Barry's grandparents. They had come down the night before and stayed over for some time with the kids. Gregory ate like a pig and did not stay clean for long.
I have to toot my own horn here. I did a really good job on her hair that day. All that practice on Barbie is really starting to pay off.
The boy loves his biscuits.
Maybe it was the eggnog but for some reason this is the only picture I took at Thanksgiving dinner. I hang my head in shame.
And lastly a shot of my pesky child playing in my yarn again. I would almost prefer a cat because when they have had enough they can slip out and scamper off. Mine just gets tangled and cries. Oh well she's cute.
As a stay at home mom of two I try to control my potty mouth. I have since come up with curse alternatives, but I'm always looking for new ones. What can I say I'm not very intellectually stimulated until my husband comes home.
So far I have in rotation
"Son of a Biscuit" and if I'm really P.O.ed
"Biscuits and Gravy"
So please leave a comment with your swear alternatives to add some fresh meat to my rotation and I could just use some audience participation.