Of Scotch and Sassy Spray

My sister-in-law, whom I will call Strong Mama (don’t mess with her… She’s a Crossfit Box owner) reported this situation back to me, and it’s hilarious (or I think it is) so I’m sharing it with you. Enjoy. In celebrating Labor Day Weekend, my family went to my inlaws lake house to ride jetskis, swim and cookout. Our older three children, Butch Cassidy, Sundance Kid, and the Princess spent the night there, Sunday night, while the High Roller and I came home with only LLL for the night. It was gloriously quiet… And kind of strange… And so EASY. It’s crazy when “ONLY” having a wild toddler with you feels like a vacation, because you’re used to handling the insanity of four kids. But I digress. Their aunt (Strong Mama), uncle and two young cousins were also spending the night. My inlaws are saints that love having everyone around… I hope to develop that approach to life over time…. According to Strong Mama, the kids were all playing nicely before the fussing and yelling started. She was taking care of her newborn and listening to them play, when my niece, the Gymnast, who is LLL’s age, and Sundance started telling…

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