This morning while straightening up the house I found an empty tissue box in the bathroom. I go into the kitchen and I see the babies in the livingroom. I start banging on the bottom of the empty box like it's a drum. I start marching all around the kitchen into the livingroom. The babies are following me like we are in a parade. After a few times around they were tired of following me and went their seperate ways.
I think I really need to get out more.
