I'm only about 1/4 of the way through my dinner at this point, and both kids are done and Erik is almost done. I started ranting "Between the spill fairies, the puke fairy, and now the snot fairy, (I said while pointing at Erik) I'm never gonna be able to eat my dinner!"
Then Vance says from the floor where he is playing with his cars, " And the Son of a Gun Fairy!"
I guess he said that because when something bad happens Erik always says "Son of a Gun!" pretty loudly.
Here is a random picture of Super Vance looking like he's contemplating flying.
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oh how very many meals i spend this way! except that john is a speed eater, and so is usually done far ahead of anybody, but that doesn't usually mean he helps or anything. oooooh, no.
Erik is usually helpful, he was just having an off night ;)
Nights like this are the time to thank the Lord for microwaves! And then when the rest of the family is done eating, they should be thoroughly banished from your presence, so you can eat in peace. (The Snot Fairy/Son Of A Gun Fairy can watch them.)
I will escape upstairs (to our bedroom) with my plate of food if I get too grumpy. Nobody likes a grumpy mommy!
Good words.
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