On the 37th day, the kids try to cook each other.
Why do people homeschool AT ALL?!
What a time.
Son was at dad’s and doesn’t seem like we can postpone his haircut any longer.
Son found some stickers in the bathroom.
A picture to tell a thousand words.
My 3-year-old ran in for the toilet, then I saw his handprint in my brownies.
She was trying to take a bath.
My 7-year-old doodled on the walls and furniture of his bedroom and blamed his 3-year-old sister. Almost perfect, but he signed his name on it. (Sam)
Homeschooling schedule so far.
An important declaration.
My gorgeous 3-year-old boy cleaning his potty with my toothbrush. Day 17.
My daughter backed into a light pole and fled from the scene. Her first hit-and-run attempt.
How to do it right.
Son had a class project to recreate art, so his wife dressed him up. The teacher meant in drawing or painting.
Kid has mastered the ABC.
I had to break the toilet to see what blocked it. It was Sully. Flushed by my 2-year-old.
Here’s my daughter, 3, who made me pet her turtle 2 times.
My kid wanted to play with the vents at home. No kitty is hurt in these pictures.
This is my first day. That’s slime in her hair.
An actual text. Now, to hope my neighbor did not see that.
He bit his own arm. Crying ensues.
Don’t have toilet paper? This happens.
My 3-year-old hurled her toy to the TV and has been trying to turn it on while saying, “It’s broken.”
It has been awesome.
The lesson: flooded bathroom does cool stuff.
Daughter tried cutting her hair and she looks like Yolandi now.
My son stuck his finger into my eye, scratching off the whole top layer of my cornea.