In the span of 24 hours my pregnant belly was mistaken for a landing pad while she was practicing acrobatics...
the chocolate muffins I made for breakfast turned into wall paint...
my wedding album was dismantled and thrown about...
the cupcakes that were prepared for the entire primary, by the ward chorister, were mysteriously missing frosting, right before they needed to be served...
then she decided she could fly off the balcony of my dance studio and fell (thankfully only a few feet ) while I was teaching ballet...
It took me several hours of ALONE time...a long HOT bubble bath and some chocolate...a good night's sleep...and a morning of kid-free tennis to get over that day!
This is only a phase...this is only a phase...

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