Wednesday I came down from my shower to find Jane had doused the new
ottoman in cinnamon Febreeze-- we are talking puddles all over the
leather.
Thursday evening Derek noticed a chunk of her hair missing-- and sure
enough I found scissors and the missing strands under the kitchen
table-- she admitted that she did it while I was in the bath (I
thought she was playing Wii with Luke-- so much for a 5 year old and
tv for a babysitter).
This morning, while I sat feeding Joseph only 8 feet away from her,
she managed to discreetly apply to longest-lasting, darkest lipstick I
own.
At least she hasn't tried picking up the baby... Yet.
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