Since he's only at playschool two afternoons a week, he was very concerned about which wacky days he'd be missing. So Super Papa suggested that we celebrate Wacky Week at home. As it turns out, I had thrown away the Wacky Week schedule, so I wasn't sure what kind of wackiness was to go on the other days (sorry, Grandma). All I could remember was Hat Day.
On Tuesday, the little man and I made hats that we wore (for about five minutes). He ate PB&J for breakfast and Super Papa had the genius idea of having waffles for dinner (why can't every week be wacky?) served on a grown-up glass plate for the little man, and a monkey and a crab plate for Mama and Papa (we won't say who got the crab). And if you don't think that's wacky enough, Papa and I slept on opposite sides of the bed!
I know, we're crazy.
P.S. Today is Stripe Day. Let the wackiness begin!
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like you guys need a reason... ;o)
the photos are gut busters!!
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