Monday, Monday

Keith's Day:

broken full size mirror

7 years of bad luck

cut head

biggest goose egg on the noggin I have ever seen

unrolled all the toilet paper in the house

knocked over a couple of mugs of water

clogged the tub drain

hid the SD card converter (no pictures, sorry)

went to bed like an angel


It was a very big day.

Whew! I am exhausted!





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Comments

Lee said…
And I thought my day was bad...Was this you or your son?? I am going to drown myself in m&M's now!
October 5, 2009 at 8:20 PM
Em said…
ahhhh!!!! broken mirror and cuts! so sad:-( poor little guy. my heart is aching for both of you. boo.
October 5, 2009 at 9:43 PM
Amanda {My Life Badly Written} said…
OMG imagine what he will get up to tomorrow LOL!!
October 6, 2009 at 5:51 AM
Stephanie Faris said…
Now THAT was a busy day!
October 6, 2009 at 5:51 AM
Familia Morales said…
What a day! Too bad he hid the photo card, it would have been fun to see your house covered in t.p.
October 6, 2009 at 6:56 AM
Capt'n Amazing's wife said…
Ohhh...one of those days, eh? Well I guess they make the easier days more of something to be thankful for.
October 6, 2009 at 10:27 AM
Lara said…
Yeah, my daughter just broke her mirror too. I'm hoping it isn't really true about the bad luck because she seems to do just fine in that area all by herself.

Hope you have a better day today! Ah, the life of a mom.
October 6, 2009 at 10:31 AM
Lisa Anne said…
Sounds like a crazy day. Wow, how today is a lot less crazy!
October 6, 2009 at 12:57 PM
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