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July 19, 2005

It begins

Monday, in one of those "Mom, I know it's your day off, but could you ..." moments from #2, I watched the boys for a few hours mid-day. Too hot to play outside, they dug into one of their favorite inside places -- the closet under the stairs. It's prime little boy real estate, dark and cavelike with lots of folded blankets to sit on.

I walked by and Sean was staring at the small shelf at the top of the closet where he could see a flashlight I had tucked up there until I could get it a new bulb.

"Flashlight?" he asked.

"Yes, but it's broken."

Sean looks at me, blue eyes wide in complete innocence, points to his brother, Nikolas, busily playing next to him.

"Nick did it."

Posted by Darleen at July 19, 2005 06:54 AM

Comments

LOL! That's classic. Don't forget to write that one down. (ok, other than your blog. :oD )

Posted by: Jewels at July 23, 2005 10:59 AM