Time to call the therapist?
Me: Whatcha doin' Haze?
Haze: Playing with my dollhouse! Wanna play, Mama?
Me: Umm, sure. So... what is the dollhouse family up to today?
Haze: They're eating dinner! See? Mama, Dada, Hazel and Molly:
Me: Cool! It looks like they're having fun. Is that our whole family?
Haze: Yeah!
Me: It is? Hmm... where's Violet?
Haze: In the closet.
Haze: Playing with my dollhouse! Wanna play, Mama?
Me: Umm, sure. So... what is the dollhouse family up to today?
Haze: They're eating dinner! See? Mama, Dada, Hazel and Molly:
Me: Cool! It looks like they're having fun. Is that our whole family?
Haze: Yeah!
Me: It is? Hmm... where's Violet?
Haze: In the closet.
posted by Alisyn at 7:51 PM
4 Comments:
It's all innocent fun until the baby ends up in the closet. LOL.
Too cute!
Come on tell the truth you didn't lock your siblings in the closet when the opportunity presented itself. We did all the time.
That is the cutest, cutest, cutest. (Poor Violet in the closet!)
You need to call the cute police, I'll tell you that. Because Hazel needs a citation.
I'm procrastinating (I've got a deadline tomorrow AM)
by re-reading your Blog archives and I came across this.
The photos are priceless...I can't stop laughing!
this is even funnier than the MF (mystery farter) play in 3 acts!
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