Not so funny story

You know how you have those moments as a mom when the house is abnormally quiet and you know it can mean nothing but trouble? Well, yesterday I had such a moment. I was unloading the dishwasher and helping the older girls with their homework and all was peaceful-or so I thought. Suddenly I had a panic moment and called out 'Charis! Where are you?'. In the other room I heard a faint,'here mommy'. That was clue number one that something was up. As I turned the corner I saw Charis, standing in the middle of the living room, scissors in one hand and my down throw blanket in the other, and feathers as far as the eye can see. Can you guess what happened? Yup! The blankets had little cut holes all through out and Charis was digging her little chubby fingers in these holes to de-feather my throw blanket. Though Charis and I survived and have lived to see another day, my poor comfy down blanket did not.

January

Life can go by in a blink of an eye!