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Bradie: I cannot see you therefore you cannot see me…I am the master, you are the grasshopper.
Bradie: There is no need to cry grasshopper, here I am.
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Bradie: Do what I do.
Sara: Why?
Bradie: Quick, he has the silver thing; do what I do. You better not ruin this for me, I have to run and make sure he did it right.
Marcus: …click…
Bradie: Alright dad, show me the back of the silver thing.
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and finally…
Bradie: Funny shaped pillow, check, blankey, check; small creature, check, place the small creature on the funny pillow, check. I am so much better at this than mommy; look how calm and serene sheep looks.
I forgot to post a picture of our newly painted living room wall; if you read Sara’s earlier blog about the paint lady, this is the paint we bought. Also she insisted we buy a gallon and now I have 3 quarts of paint, arrgh. I think we are going to get some white paint to lighten it up for the opposite wall. Anyway, here you go.
Fear not orb filled with logs, I return. Either my brain missed the ferry or it has been too occupied with finishing the semester–I claim the latter. I think I can also attribute my slow moving brain to my reduced meaningful reading time. While that time has decreased, I still have time to hang out with Bradie. Check out how gentle she is when she is wrestling me (I have no idea what Frank is doing.)
Before
After
For all those wondering, the color is called Lazy Sunday–the Behr color swatch number is 600A-2 for those who want to be like Bradie. Question: what color would Productive Sunday be? Leave a comment and even a color swatch.
Just like my wife, I feel like a lame blogger. I have had a very busy two months that is catching up with me. Sometime tomorrow we will find out if the offer we made on a townhome will be accepted. That is all I have for now.
The words of a determined woman are quoted in the above title. My wife is searching for a new abode for her family in an apartment book the size of a phone book for Lynnwood. She has tired of the bat caveness of our current dwelling and is searching for pastures that are better lit–or at least do not face north. If any of you have any ideas for us, let us know–just do not show us any listings that allow felines only.
