Dear Fabulous Spouse,
Can you believe that it has been six weeks already? It seems like those Monday morning milestones keep creeping up on us! Tonight is also Parish Planning meeting and Cub Scouts…
We miss you!
Love,
Me
Translation: Please no Blood!
Tonight is Whittling Chip night. That means nine year olds with pocket knives. As I was in charge, there is but one lone photo. Like I said…9 year olds with pocket knives.
This is the third time that I have taught the whittling chip, but the first time without Fabulous Spouse to act as a parental unit to our child. The good news was, that the threat and fear of Disney Princess Band-Aids was enough of a deterrent to prevent any blood loss. Yeah! …and only one child cried because carving green floral foam was too hard. …and that child was not mine! Way to go Illusive Middle Child!
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