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Hi Ho Hi Ho, It's Off to Work I Go

Had to head into the office today. Everyone went along with the show this morning and we didn't have too many glitches. Other than the fact that someone likes to eat the Play-Dough. I gave her one warning and told her it was going away if she ate it again, so of course she ate it again. I know she knows what I am saying and is just testing me to see if I will do what I threaten. I tell you, it is hard to be firm and consistent. Especially when she looks up at me with a single tear in her eye and points at the Play-Dough and says "Doe...more...peez!"

And as for the first day at the nanny yesterday... 2.0 was PERFECT. He stayed on schedule, went down for his naps with no issues, didn't cry or fuss and ate just a little less than each bottle I sent over. When I picked them up the nanny said, "he's nothing like the Gremlin was back then." No, he isn't, THANK GOD!!!

And of course big sister LOVED having him there with her all day long.

As for me, I was surprisingly good. Work was busy, which helped. And I picked everyone up a little early and went to the park. It was a great way to start real life again. Sigh...

Here are some shots from this morning of my happy boy doing a little morning wake up cheer and the two of them in their matching overalls. :)

 

 

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  1. Make peanut butter playdough with the Gremlin. She can eat it and build. Best of all worlds. The face 2.0 is making in the third picture is very familar to me :-)

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  2. http://familycrafts.about.com/od/creativesnacks/r/pnutclay.htm

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    1. Thanks T. I will try that. And yes, that face in the third photo looks like the photo of Maddy when we sat her in the highchair and you said she looked just like me sitting at my desk at work. :)

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