Saturday morning the kids all eventually made their way into our room. Joey first, as usual. Next, Frankie, who has recently figured out how to climb (or is it fall?)out of her bed on her own. "I hungy mama," Frankie tells me as she climbs over Joey. Within 10 minutes Tre made his way in too and we all scooted in a bit. Tre, Joey, Frankie(who I was nursing), me, and then Greg. I looked over at Greg and said, "good thing we have a king size huh?" To which he responds, "We could fit 2 more over here."
Yeah, or not.
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