Friday, December 30, 2011

NaBloPoMo 12/30

The Gift of Leaving Well Enough Alone:
Why is it that when four boys are playing quietly, upstairs, together in one room, you have to ruin it by going up to check on them?
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3 comments:

Recovering Supermom said...

Sometimes quiet means no good, though...:) Visiting from NaBloPoMo.

1:16 PM
Joanne said...

Right! I think that's what compels me to check in on them. That and wanted to hear what it's like when they are all getting along since it happens so infrequently.

10:36 PM
Anonymous said...

I had a playdate going on at my house on Saturday and there girls were so quiet, I only sneaked up to see if I could hear them and I could hear that they were playing dolls.

After the playdate I took one look at her bedroom and it looked like a BOMB had gone off.

I spent 30 mins that night putting everything back with a little help - but it was all worth it since I got 2 hours of quiet.

KellyB

1:10 PM

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