Thanksgiving Party.

Taking the  kids out is not an easy venture. You have to bathe them, dress them up and do all the extra beautifying things.

After that,  you will have to bathe and beautify your own self. Then as you are ready to bolt out the door, one of them will want  to weeeeeeee!

While helping one to weeeeeee, the other one starts to cry for food. Then you wash your hands and start feeding the other.

And when you finally finish feeding  the one crying for food and look up, the first one has stained her clothes with a permanent marker. And on and on and on.

By the time you finally makes it out of ths house, you will be looking like a homeless woman with babies.

Enough ranting.

We went to a family friend' house for Thankgiving dinner.  I was scolded for lateness. But we had fun!