We start with one sweet baby growing up too fast & then they go off to school . . . & then begins carpool! Every mother mentions this word with a sense of fear. It can be bad or not bad, but never good.
**Sorry my pics are backwards**
We started out on this dreary day in our pjs around the corner & down the street from the school - Whitt semi-fussy b/c he did not finish his nap & WFM5 wondering how he could have already eaten his snack.
Then we see a pic of us around the corner from the school - boys still in same predicament.
Next, we are on school grounds - the boys have started knock-knock jokes (which they really don't get) & I have finished the mail , the snacks & my Coke.
Finally, we have a Sister in the car!!
This took 22 minutes, 5 of the same knock-knock jokes told at least 20 times & a few minutes of tears. We are disappointed that we could not get a pic of our favorite sign - it says not to talk on your cell phone while in the carpool line, however WFM5 thinks it means not too b/c you might pick up the wrong child & he thinks this is hilarious.
We love picking up our Sissy & we pretend that seeing us is the favorite part of her day.
Having dreams of more knock-knock jokes . . .
Jocelyn
Whitt's knock-knock joke:
whitt: knock-knock
me: who's there,
whitt: nana
me: nana who??
whitt: nana who???
then he preceeds to laugh for 3 minutes & cinco joins in b/c, well b/c he's cinco
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