All of the children did something nice for Colleen this Mother's Day. As for gifts, once again eight-year-old Greg's took the prize in my mind. The red card and rainbow hotplate were from Greg.
But, when you open the card, this is the hilarious message Greg writes, capped off with smoke coming out of the chimney and a butterfly sitting on the roof.
Why do I say Mother's Day continues onward? This morning sixteen-year-old Kim asks mom to put this hair color in Kim's hair, accompanied by the promise "Don't worry, Mom, it washes right off." About one hundred washes later, this is what Colleen's hands look like.
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