A little before lunch time, there is a bunch of giggling upstairs. After a bit Ben and I come out of the office only to see this:
Oh no! We're trapped! How are we going to make lunch? Well...we then hear some little voices that they are making lunch. (There is a summer challenge: make your own lunch. Then I'll take them out for lunch another day.) Isaac made the sandwiches (and Joshua's cereal) and Joshua made the crunchy beans and was the communicator. The nutella on the top is an M and a D so we know how whose is whose.
After getting the sandwich, I opened it up to see how well the stuff was spread.
Well, the peanut butter was spread very well. But...there wasn't very much of it. And there wasn't jelly or nutella. The bites with nutella were good, but the rest of it was a bit...bready. We laughed about it a lot and decided we needed to still eat it.
Later I came upstairs just as Joshua was having a minor emergency in our bathroom. Only there was a problem...
...well, the mother in me climbed over the obstacle because a kid needed help.
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