Today the two tiniest Tibbles (Cade is in school now, full-time) and I made bats. They are bat obsessed and after we were done making bats they decided that they wanted to watch Miss Spider. So as I turned on the TV they both ran over to the couch, flopped down, and spun around so their feet were on the top of the couch and their heads were hanging over the seat.
“We’re bats,” they said. “Bats hang upside down.”
Also, Nolan told me I smelled like dirty bubbles.
Do you smell like dirty bubbles?
I am not even sure what dirty bubbles smell like.