Finally a chance to breathe
Seems I like to blog from the porch... As soon as I started to type, Magnus was climbing up the lattice that lines the porch rails. I tell him to get Down all the time, but this time, it breaks on him. And it’s MY fault. I get raspberries blown at me, he’s telling MY dad, and he don’t like me “nee more”. Being called a dummy is where his mouth was tapped. Lightly. But enough to get my point across. 🤷🏻♀️ Ryan was called out to work, so I’m home alone with all 5. Sheamus played hard today and crashed in my bed with Master Shifu. 😸 Logan is currently dorking and eating his booger while he plays Xbox. Dryden and Braxton are playing baseball in the basement, and Magnus is testing the waters on if he can hurt himself. This boy tests me ERR. DAY. There’s no reasoning with him. His impulsiveness is off the hook and if we try to sit him down and have a conversation with him, it goes something like “Magnus, look at me. You cannot climb on things, you will get hurt. Do you understand? What di...