Dear Jet Fighter,
You are now 3 1/2 months old and I don't know where it went! From the second you were born, you were an easy going baby. You cried when you needed a diaper change, were hungry, or tired. I know we were up with you in the night- but it was easy being up, not hard. Now, you sleep 4-5 hours a night, though sometimes those nights are on the early side of things. We bring you into bed and you like to snuggle right in next to me. I can say that I don't sleep well- but its better than being up all night!
You are such a happy baby! You laugh and giggle at everyone who smiles at you. You love to watch Stink and Peach play and they love to kiss and cuddle you!
Your presence in our life has been amazing! It is as if you've always been here with us- and while your birth day seemed like yesterday, it feels like it was forever ago. I guess that is also the effect of being a mom to your sister and brother- one day has so much activity packed into it.
We are keeping an eye out for you and making sure you stay healthy. Your sister was very sick with bronchitis and RSV, and so far, :::knock on wood:::::, you haven't been sick. I've read that nursing moms have the antibodies to fight RSV, and they can be passed in breastmilk, but that isn't well supported. And yes, you are still nursing! You are an excellent nurser- but you are getting ready for solid foods! You are drooling so much!! 2 weeks until we start cereal!
You have a case of cradle cap that just won't go away. It isn't terrible, but you have a habit of scratching your head and it is leaving marks on your sweet little head.
Your favorite things right now:
being held by mommy (or pretty much anyone. You aren't particular)
chewing on your hands when you loose your pacifier
being swaddled. Still. It helps calm you down and it has from the moment you were born.
tummy time. You do love tummy time, so long as I haven't just nursed you!
Playing "so big" or bend & stretch
looking in the mirror with mommy
I love you, Jet Fighter XT!
Monday, March 5, 2012
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Kindergarten Registration?
This week is Kindergarten registration in the school district that we live in. And in this house, we are at an impasse.
For many resons, I've considered homeschooling the kids. For a little while, at least. But a part of me is scared. It is a huge responsiblity and I don't know for certain that I can do it. And if I can, is it the right thing for my children?
I've been struggling with this for nearly a year now and decision time is here. We have to decide wether or not Stink is going to go to Kindergarten next year. And here is the tough part: my husband is supportive either way. He can see benefits for both situations. And I can too.
If we can't talk it out we may be flipping a coin on Thursday night. I'm hoping and praying for clarity in making this decision. I want to be totally confident in our decision-- and right now, I'm not confident 100% in either.
For many resons, I've considered homeschooling the kids. For a little while, at least. But a part of me is scared. It is a huge responsiblity and I don't know for certain that I can do it. And if I can, is it the right thing for my children?
I've been struggling with this for nearly a year now and decision time is here. We have to decide wether or not Stink is going to go to Kindergarten next year. And here is the tough part: my husband is supportive either way. He can see benefits for both situations. And I can too.
If we can't talk it out we may be flipping a coin on Thursday night. I'm hoping and praying for clarity in making this decision. I want to be totally confident in our decision-- and right now, I'm not confident 100% in either.
Sunday, January 22, 2012
2 Months 5 days
Our little baby boy arrived save and sound, November 17, 2011. Labor & delivery went very well, and aside from chasing the two bigger kiddos around, I recovered very well too.
We did finally figure out a name for our littlest man, Rhys Michael, and it suits him just perfectly. He looks so much like his big brother its unreal! But now, today, he is already 2 months and 5 days old!
Having a baby the week prior to Thanksgiving and right before Christmas is a little crazy! I tried to plan, be prepared, and be organized, but there is no really preparing for it. Stink and Peach took fairly well to their little brother. I was surprised that neither kid woke up when Jet Fighter would cry! But, he really doesn't fuss that much. Only when he's hungry, tired, or has a dirty diaper.
For the most part, things around the house have calmed down nicely. For us at least, going to 3 kids felt a little reminiscent of having our first kid. The crazy, trying to figure it all out, learning how to be outnumbered, being a SAHM to three- juggling getting kids to school and activities....that was tough. It has gotten easier and thank goodness for that! My lifesaver-- the TV.
When my husband went back to work after one week, I really needed help, but we don't really have people available to us at that time of day. So, in order to maintain calm and order, their brains were "fried" on hours of Nick Jr., Disney Junior, and PBS. I can now sing the theme song to any and all children's programming available on daytime TV in my sleep. It worked somewhat-- at a certain point, they'd get antsy and needed to get out a moving and playing. We did that-- but I tended not to leave the house alone. We ate out a lot. Or had breakfast for dinner. Or sandwiches. There has been a huge learning curve on preparing a meal and trying to fit in nursing sessions. And laundry?! HA! The first month we lived out laundry baskets.
We have a much better grasp of life now. We cook. We actually grocery shop. I have a system of getting the mundane completed around the house. The kids aren't in front of the TV any more, and Jet is now co-sleeping with us, which makes mommy happier and daddy happier-- because we each are getting a little more sleep.
And what about the big kids? Well, Peach is two and a half. She is stubborn. She is sweet. She is funny. She started preschool at the beginning of December which has been so awesome for her. She loves being the girl in the middle and now that I can more easily lift her, she is eating up the attention she can get from me. She is mommy's little girl and daddy isn't allowed to help her do anything. He can't be the one to get her food, or drinks, or tuck her in bed.
Stink is still on the fence of wanting to be a big kid and wanting to be a little boy. He straddles those moments daily--which is a challenge sometimes. He can be smarmy and is learning the fine art of negotiating--which will serve him well in his teen years. I am not looking forward to this. He still sees things in black and white most of the time, but is quickly learning that there is a middle ground in the choices he makes. We are trying to let him make much bigger decisions in his life everyday. Giving him a lot more choices on what order he wants to do the things that need to get done gives him a great sense of independence. This is much more effective than simply telling him what to do, when to do it, and how to do it. Though, things take much longer. Within the next month, I will be registering Stink for Kindergarten! I can't believe how quickly the time has passed! I've already been in tears about this milestone a number of times...and hopefully, by the time his first day comes around, I can just enjoy the moment.
We did finally figure out a name for our littlest man, Rhys Michael, and it suits him just perfectly. He looks so much like his big brother its unreal! But now, today, he is already 2 months and 5 days old!
Having a baby the week prior to Thanksgiving and right before Christmas is a little crazy! I tried to plan, be prepared, and be organized, but there is no really preparing for it. Stink and Peach took fairly well to their little brother. I was surprised that neither kid woke up when Jet Fighter would cry! But, he really doesn't fuss that much. Only when he's hungry, tired, or has a dirty diaper.
For the most part, things around the house have calmed down nicely. For us at least, going to 3 kids felt a little reminiscent of having our first kid. The crazy, trying to figure it all out, learning how to be outnumbered, being a SAHM to three- juggling getting kids to school and activities....that was tough. It has gotten easier and thank goodness for that! My lifesaver-- the TV.
When my husband went back to work after one week, I really needed help, but we don't really have people available to us at that time of day. So, in order to maintain calm and order, their brains were "fried" on hours of Nick Jr., Disney Junior, and PBS. I can now sing the theme song to any and all children's programming available on daytime TV in my sleep. It worked somewhat-- at a certain point, they'd get antsy and needed to get out a moving and playing. We did that-- but I tended not to leave the house alone. We ate out a lot. Or had breakfast for dinner. Or sandwiches. There has been a huge learning curve on preparing a meal and trying to fit in nursing sessions. And laundry?! HA! The first month we lived out laundry baskets.
We have a much better grasp of life now. We cook. We actually grocery shop. I have a system of getting the mundane completed around the house. The kids aren't in front of the TV any more, and Jet is now co-sleeping with us, which makes mommy happier and daddy happier-- because we each are getting a little more sleep.
And what about the big kids? Well, Peach is two and a half. She is stubborn. She is sweet. She is funny. She started preschool at the beginning of December which has been so awesome for her. She loves being the girl in the middle and now that I can more easily lift her, she is eating up the attention she can get from me. She is mommy's little girl and daddy isn't allowed to help her do anything. He can't be the one to get her food, or drinks, or tuck her in bed.
Stink is still on the fence of wanting to be a big kid and wanting to be a little boy. He straddles those moments daily--which is a challenge sometimes. He can be smarmy and is learning the fine art of negotiating--which will serve him well in his teen years. I am not looking forward to this. He still sees things in black and white most of the time, but is quickly learning that there is a middle ground in the choices he makes. We are trying to let him make much bigger decisions in his life everyday. Giving him a lot more choices on what order he wants to do the things that need to get done gives him a great sense of independence. This is much more effective than simply telling him what to do, when to do it, and how to do it. Though, things take much longer. Within the next month, I will be registering Stink for Kindergarten! I can't believe how quickly the time has passed! I've already been in tears about this milestone a number of times...and hopefully, by the time his first day comes around, I can just enjoy the moment.
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Dear Baby Boy
In less than 48 hours you will be here. Life with your family is....loud. But you know that. You've heard.
Your big brother, Stink, hasn't been feeling well lately. But he is very excited for you to come! He has told me that he can't wait to play trains with you and teach you the things he knows! You will be best friends, I hope, and look after each other and your sister. Your sister. Peach. She is kisses you in my belly, hugs you every morning, and insists that she isn't the baby anymore. She is BIG. Although she says this, giving up her baby status may take some time for her-- she likes being the baby girl. So, while we've been waiting for you to come, she has tried out some of the baby gear we have around the house, just waiting for you. She has climbed into the bouncy seat, climbed into the swing (which was very quick and not sure how she did it because my back was only turned for a second!), she has tried to get into the bassinet too-- but we've, so far, managed to keep her out of it!
And daddy and I? We are very excited for you to come! If only we can decide what to name you! The last 9 months have been an absolute blur. The spring was long and dragged on, I was very tired and a bit queasy at times. The summer was torcher-- the heat in the midwest was a nightmare. There were very few mild days, so that meant we stayed in the house a lot! I got large and pregnant with you quickly, and that meant that by fall, I had some really uncomfortable moments--especially as you started to go through some large growth spurts.
Now, with just two days to go, I realize how much I am going to miss things just like this. Feeling you move around every night, the anticipation of you coming, not knowing what to expect-- yes. I'm a little nervous about being a mother to three children. Just as I was nervous with each of your siblings. What I know now, that I didn't when your sister was born, was that love expands exponentially and in ways that I never imagined. I am so excited to raise you and introduce you to your siblings. I can't wait to discover the kind of baby, and little person you will be. I can't wait for all those little surprises, things that one day, your daddy and I will look back at pictures and say "he is exactly who he was the day he was born, we just didn't realize it."
I can't wait to hold you in my arms, baby boy, and nurse you, and rock you, and wake up with you at all hours of the night. (but please don't be afraid of sleeping. Sleep is good. You need it to grow big and strong!)
My dear, sweet, baby boy. We will meet you soon! I love you!
Your big brother, Stink, hasn't been feeling well lately. But he is very excited for you to come! He has told me that he can't wait to play trains with you and teach you the things he knows! You will be best friends, I hope, and look after each other and your sister. Your sister. Peach. She is kisses you in my belly, hugs you every morning, and insists that she isn't the baby anymore. She is BIG. Although she says this, giving up her baby status may take some time for her-- she likes being the baby girl. So, while we've been waiting for you to come, she has tried out some of the baby gear we have around the house, just waiting for you. She has climbed into the bouncy seat, climbed into the swing (which was very quick and not sure how she did it because my back was only turned for a second!), she has tried to get into the bassinet too-- but we've, so far, managed to keep her out of it!
And daddy and I? We are very excited for you to come! If only we can decide what to name you! The last 9 months have been an absolute blur. The spring was long and dragged on, I was very tired and a bit queasy at times. The summer was torcher-- the heat in the midwest was a nightmare. There were very few mild days, so that meant we stayed in the house a lot! I got large and pregnant with you quickly, and that meant that by fall, I had some really uncomfortable moments--especially as you started to go through some large growth spurts.
Now, with just two days to go, I realize how much I am going to miss things just like this. Feeling you move around every night, the anticipation of you coming, not knowing what to expect-- yes. I'm a little nervous about being a mother to three children. Just as I was nervous with each of your siblings. What I know now, that I didn't when your sister was born, was that love expands exponentially and in ways that I never imagined. I am so excited to raise you and introduce you to your siblings. I can't wait to discover the kind of baby, and little person you will be. I can't wait for all those little surprises, things that one day, your daddy and I will look back at pictures and say "he is exactly who he was the day he was born, we just didn't realize it."
I can't wait to hold you in my arms, baby boy, and nurse you, and rock you, and wake up with you at all hours of the night. (but please don't be afraid of sleeping. Sleep is good. You need it to grow big and strong!)
My dear, sweet, baby boy. We will meet you soon! I love you!
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Countdown continues....
We are still waiting for baby....but in the meantime, a lot of living has been going on....
Peach was enrolled in a baby ballet class that she started just this morning. Stink had his last soccer game of the season-- it was bittersweet for me: the last two games he finally got much more interested in playing the game, rather than just running up and down the field chasing the ball.
I have been....well. Not doing much except tending to the kiddos, prepping for when the kiddo finally comes, trying hard not to let the dog drive me to the point of giving her away! Really, our 1 year old mutt is a great dog. Minnie. (after the mouse....) She is super sweet with the kids, was really easy to train, but she requires about as much attention, (if not more!) as an infant. Seriously. She follows me around all. day. long. It drives me crazy.
In theroy, I should be sleeping at night, for the most part. Slight discomfort here and there....but I have nothing to really keep me awake. In theroy. I must have something on my mind; or be worried about something way too much, because lately, I am up for about 10-15 minutes every hour between the hours of 11pm-4am. I don't remember having this issue with the other two. I want to sleep. I really, really do! Not so much happening for me these days! Add it to my list of complaints and it equates to a pretty crabby me.
All in all, things are good. Life is great- and we frequently keep saying to ourselves "aren't we SO lucky??" Now, for an easy, quick labor and delivery for a healthy, and happy baby boy.
Fingers crossed!
Peach was enrolled in a baby ballet class that she started just this morning. Stink had his last soccer game of the season-- it was bittersweet for me: the last two games he finally got much more interested in playing the game, rather than just running up and down the field chasing the ball.
I have been....well. Not doing much except tending to the kiddos, prepping for when the kiddo finally comes, trying hard not to let the dog drive me to the point of giving her away! Really, our 1 year old mutt is a great dog. Minnie. (after the mouse....) She is super sweet with the kids, was really easy to train, but she requires about as much attention, (if not more!) as an infant. Seriously. She follows me around all. day. long. It drives me crazy.
In theroy, I should be sleeping at night, for the most part. Slight discomfort here and there....but I have nothing to really keep me awake. In theroy. I must have something on my mind; or be worried about something way too much, because lately, I am up for about 10-15 minutes every hour between the hours of 11pm-4am. I don't remember having this issue with the other two. I want to sleep. I really, really do! Not so much happening for me these days! Add it to my list of complaints and it equates to a pretty crabby me.
All in all, things are good. Life is great- and we frequently keep saying to ourselves "aren't we SO lucky??" Now, for an easy, quick labor and delivery for a healthy, and happy baby boy.
Fingers crossed!
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
A 5th Birthday and kid things
I haven't posted here in a long time. I'm tired. I have at least 5-6 weeks of pregnancy left and that makes me crabby.
We have had a lot of happenings: STINK is 5!!! I truly can not believe he is 5 already. Time has just passed so quickly!
To celebrate, I planned a Spy themed birthday party. I am not sure how, but starting around springtime, playing spies became Stink's favorite thing to do. With the help of the Internet, I found some absolutely fantastic ideas to make the party (for kids who can't yet read), a ton of fun. The best part? If he stays excited by spy type things, we could do the theme again and still have a ton of different activities to try out. Yes, there are pictures-- thanks to my little sis who came by to take some! Otherwise, there likely wouldn't be any! Another post, yes?
Our annual apple picking was last weekend. It was Stink's 6th year of heading to the orchard --he was 6 days old when we first took him! Peach had her 3rd apple picking. And we were wondering how life will feel when we take Baby Boy Swizzle at the age of 10 months next year....and already arguing if we will take a stroller! I, personally, would always rather carry my babies. I'm not crazy about strollers.
Speaking of Jet Fighter XT, due to arrive in about 5-6 weeks, he is getting big. I am very large and uncomfortable. Everyone looks at me like I am about to give birth at the drop of a hat and tells me how uncomfortable I look. That makes me feel much better.
Stink and Peach are really getting excited for Jet Fighter to arrive. We picked up our baby gear we thought we were done with from my sister's house (we told her if she wanted it, she had to store it.) and brought it home to start to make some final preparations. The kids were so sweet with each other, playing with their baby dolls, tucking them in, and Stink, singing little lullabies to them. They insisted last night that we bring the bassinet in their bedroom for the night so the babies could sleep near them. They checked out the floor gym, putting their dolls under the dangling toys, when Stink asked me to teach him "This Little Piggy" so that he could play with the baby's toes while he lays on the floor gym. Seriously, they were way too cute!
As much as time feels like it is passing so slowly, I know the next month will fly by, just as September disappeared in a flash! Soon, we will be a family of 5 and one fur baby. I will be the mom to 3. I am so lucky and ready for Stink and Peach to meet their newest sibling. For as great as Stink and Peach get along now, I hope that they continue to have a great relationship into adulthood, and welcome this little guy with all the love that we share with them and they share with each other.
We have had a lot of happenings: STINK is 5!!! I truly can not believe he is 5 already. Time has just passed so quickly!
To celebrate, I planned a Spy themed birthday party. I am not sure how, but starting around springtime, playing spies became Stink's favorite thing to do. With the help of the Internet, I found some absolutely fantastic ideas to make the party (for kids who can't yet read), a ton of fun. The best part? If he stays excited by spy type things, we could do the theme again and still have a ton of different activities to try out. Yes, there are pictures-- thanks to my little sis who came by to take some! Otherwise, there likely wouldn't be any! Another post, yes?
Our annual apple picking was last weekend. It was Stink's 6th year of heading to the orchard --he was 6 days old when we first took him! Peach had her 3rd apple picking. And we were wondering how life will feel when we take Baby Boy Swizzle at the age of 10 months next year....and already arguing if we will take a stroller! I, personally, would always rather carry my babies. I'm not crazy about strollers.
Speaking of Jet Fighter XT, due to arrive in about 5-6 weeks, he is getting big. I am very large and uncomfortable. Everyone looks at me like I am about to give birth at the drop of a hat and tells me how uncomfortable I look. That makes me feel much better.
Stink and Peach are really getting excited for Jet Fighter to arrive. We picked up our baby gear we thought we were done with from my sister's house (we told her if she wanted it, she had to store it.) and brought it home to start to make some final preparations. The kids were so sweet with each other, playing with their baby dolls, tucking them in, and Stink, singing little lullabies to them. They insisted last night that we bring the bassinet in their bedroom for the night so the babies could sleep near them. They checked out the floor gym, putting their dolls under the dangling toys, when Stink asked me to teach him "This Little Piggy" so that he could play with the baby's toes while he lays on the floor gym. Seriously, they were way too cute!
As much as time feels like it is passing so slowly, I know the next month will fly by, just as September disappeared in a flash! Soon, we will be a family of 5 and one fur baby. I will be the mom to 3. I am so lucky and ready for Stink and Peach to meet their newest sibling. For as great as Stink and Peach get along now, I hope that they continue to have a great relationship into adulthood, and welcome this little guy with all the love that we share with them and they share with each other.
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
HELP! : Odd Neighbor Behavior
I like to be a good neighbor. I'll stop and chit-chat, take some just baked cookies over around the holidays. We are always trying to be courteous of our noise level/ the kids or dog running through the f;lowers, etc. If there was an emergency or crisis, I'd be there to help out a neighbor or stranger. I am a nice and kind person. I have boundaries, however.
We live next door to an elderly woman and her tennant, not necessarily elderly, though she may act like it. They are very kind, nice to the kids. In the past year or so, the overly-friendlyness has taken a turn for the.....more annoying? Here is an example:
We live in a small home. A small home which, due to some unfinished home improvements, hasn't had a front stoop or sidewalk since purchased in 2007. We utilize our garage to access our home. During the day, and for the better part of every early evening, we leave the garage door open. If anyone needs to come by, they can walk into the garage and knock on the door to the house there. When the garage door is closed, our neighbor and her tenant, for non-emergency type situations, have found it acceptable to knock on our kitchen window (with curtains drawn!) that faces their driveway, or knock on our living room window when we don't have an outdoor light on (which I thought was the universal signal for not wanting visitors), and have even taken to walking into our backyard to access our sliding glass door that looks into our dining room and kitchen. They came by early one morning over the summer catching me in a slinky nightie and my husband in boxers! They have pretty much assumed that since we are home we ALWAYS accept and welcome visitors.
I feel intruded upon and almost a bit uncomfortable in my own home. Today I actually found an excuse to go to the store with the kids because Tenant was home, the Homeowner was not, and that is when really strange behavior begins.
Yesterday when I was having fun playing with my kids, enjoying the day (yes, the garage door was open!), there was a knock on the door to the house. I hoisted my preggers butt off the floor, scooted the kids aside to say hello. I was irritated because of the intrusion on my time, having a feeling it was for a really weird reason she stopped by. I was right. Tenant came to share with me the gossip of the street -- one of the other neighbors fell over her dog and broke a wrist and something or other--- (okay, that stinks, but what do you want me to do about it?!) And then Tenant asked this: can you put a ponytail in my hair? That. That is weird. Right? This, unfortunately, isn't the first time she's asked me to put a ponytail in her hair. It is the second. What else can I say but, sure!
I am really weirded out by this. I did not become a hairdresser. Frankly, unless you are a family member or very close friend, I don't want to touch your hair. That is why today I chose to go to Wal-Mart on some stupid errand instead of just going home-- I saw that Homeowner wasn't home to act as a ponytail buffer! When we did get home from Wal-Mart, I closed the garage door (not that she would've let that stop her!) hoping it would act as a deterrent from strange requests.
I don't know what to do about this behavior. How do I politely get it to stop!? I don't want to hurt any one's feelings, however, I really don't want them peeking in my windows and coming to me with strange requests! Need help opening a jar: fine. Ponytails or any other personal grooming: not fine. Or does this fall into a normal neighborly thing to do that I am just not aware of? Please help!
Oh, and did I mention that Tenant also tried to show Stink how she has no teeth after having them all pulled on Friday? Yep.
Please! Help!
We live next door to an elderly woman and her tennant, not necessarily elderly, though she may act like it. They are very kind, nice to the kids. In the past year or so, the overly-friendlyness has taken a turn for the.....more annoying? Here is an example:
We live in a small home. A small home which, due to some unfinished home improvements, hasn't had a front stoop or sidewalk since purchased in 2007. We utilize our garage to access our home. During the day, and for the better part of every early evening, we leave the garage door open. If anyone needs to come by, they can walk into the garage and knock on the door to the house there. When the garage door is closed, our neighbor and her tenant, for non-emergency type situations, have found it acceptable to knock on our kitchen window (with curtains drawn!) that faces their driveway, or knock on our living room window when we don't have an outdoor light on (which I thought was the universal signal for not wanting visitors), and have even taken to walking into our backyard to access our sliding glass door that looks into our dining room and kitchen. They came by early one morning over the summer catching me in a slinky nightie and my husband in boxers! They have pretty much assumed that since we are home we ALWAYS accept and welcome visitors.
I feel intruded upon and almost a bit uncomfortable in my own home. Today I actually found an excuse to go to the store with the kids because Tenant was home, the Homeowner was not, and that is when really strange behavior begins.
Yesterday when I was having fun playing with my kids, enjoying the day (yes, the garage door was open!), there was a knock on the door to the house. I hoisted my preggers butt off the floor, scooted the kids aside to say hello. I was irritated because of the intrusion on my time, having a feeling it was for a really weird reason she stopped by. I was right. Tenant came to share with me the gossip of the street -- one of the other neighbors fell over her dog and broke a wrist and something or other--- (okay, that stinks, but what do you want me to do about it?!) And then Tenant asked this: can you put a ponytail in my hair? That. That is weird. Right? This, unfortunately, isn't the first time she's asked me to put a ponytail in her hair. It is the second. What else can I say but, sure!
I am really weirded out by this. I did not become a hairdresser. Frankly, unless you are a family member or very close friend, I don't want to touch your hair. That is why today I chose to go to Wal-Mart on some stupid errand instead of just going home-- I saw that Homeowner wasn't home to act as a ponytail buffer! When we did get home from Wal-Mart, I closed the garage door (not that she would've let that stop her!) hoping it would act as a deterrent from strange requests.
I don't know what to do about this behavior. How do I politely get it to stop!? I don't want to hurt any one's feelings, however, I really don't want them peeking in my windows and coming to me with strange requests! Need help opening a jar: fine. Ponytails or any other personal grooming: not fine. Or does this fall into a normal neighborly thing to do that I am just not aware of? Please help!
Oh, and did I mention that Tenant also tried to show Stink how she has no teeth after having them all pulled on Friday? Yep.
Please! Help!
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