Well, I didn't get to everybody today. I was just too leisurely minded to push through. Instead I took my time and meandered in an out of blogs throughout the day. I also took healthy breaks for some minor chorage and kiddage. I'll catch the rest of you on Monday.
And NOW: I know my children are weird. Don't try to talk me out of it or tell me they are normal or imaginative, 'cause I KNOW better.
They're just WEIRD!
How do I know this with such certainty?
They are playing with Play-Doh right now. They are making the Play-Doh into goat udders and goat hooves. They are putting bandanas over their faces and pretending to be goat dentists.
Now that you know this, you must admit that your children HAVE NEVER DONE THIS! I'll bet that even those with prodigals can't claim that their wayward children EVER made goat udders out of Play-Doh.
Nope. That could only happen in the Groovy household.
Edit: You are all so sweet. Several of you have already read this post AND commented but you said nothing about the fact that I commited the dire error of using "their" instead of "they're". Fortunately I spotted it today and, after a brief moment of deep and sheer mortification at my boo-boo, I fixed it.