Shalom's Cottage Home Blog
Monday, March 8, 2010
Every day I come home from work to a scenario such as this. I think they are secretly hoping I won't notice and will one day land a heel squarely on one of those little round pieces, go sailing across the slippery wood floor and crash into the trash can (as I once did before) for their own personal amusement. I think daddy may have put them up to it, but it's just a hunch.