He led me back and forth among them, and I saw a great many bones
on the floor of the valley, bones that were very dry. Ezekial 37:2
It makes me tired just imagining it! I had a 2 year old once.
oh dear !cheers, parsnip
Kim - And while the house looked like a tornado hit, we had a blast.Charles - I couldn't wait for bedtime (mine) each night.angryparsnip - Fun though. Laoch - Exactly
I remember it well: noisy, messy, but so much fun!
Two year old kids = holy terror.
It's horrible, isn't it? In a really wonderful way.
And you love every minute of it!
Sure miss you, Carole. Hope you're doing well. Let me know when you come back to your blog!