Six of my Nellies are girls. This has made me develop some creative coping mechanisms. Most of them seem hilarious to me at the time.
Yesterday I told a screaming little girl at the library not to cry, we would find her mommy.
Ha! I was her mommy (Little Nellie K).
Today I opened the bathroom door to a screaming Nellie P, quickly grabbed her and pulled her into my interrupted shower with me, she was fully clothed.
Whatever works, I guess.
COMING SOON: New family picts.
HEY, NELLIE!!! Warning words you'll hear at our house just before your full name.(While I'm still trying to remember it.) Stop while you're still ahead, rascal.
2 comments:
ha jeri i love this! thank you for giving me your blog address... your life is never boring.
I'm doing the shower thing! Pure genius. We miss you guys!
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