You know how I was saying how well they were getting along?
Cue God, upstairs, laughing hysterically...
We were having a really rough night... Damien was off bowling with his co-workers and I was home with Mr. Grumpalump (extreme) and Captain Whinerpants. By the time Zachary was beating Deacon over the head with the measuring cups in the bathtub, all I could do was grab my camera and laugh hysterically... of course egging Zachary on.
... And thankfully- laughter seems to be contagious.
And peace was restored... for a few moments at least.
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It happens to the best of us. ((hugs))
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