It has begun. The babies are turning into these little people with minds. These little people are slowly, no quickly, taking over our house.
Not only do they crawl away from us as fast as they can, they take little breaks to look back and give us a sly little smile and evil little laugh...then they're off! As soon as they see we're on their tail they switch into overdrive and scoot their little bodies even faster.
JUMP! JUMP! JUMP! JUMPIN' IN THE CRIB! As the diligent disciplinarians we are, we sternly say, "NO JUMPING!!" Stopping...nervous "uh-oh-face," then...JUMP HARDER! JUMP HARDER! JUMP HARDER! FASTER! FASTER! FASTER!! ROARING WITH LAUGHTER!
So this is how it begins. Who will win? Place your bets, folks. The little people are resting - regaining their strength for their next battle...the battle for the upperhand. I must refuel on some Diet Coke and practice saying "NO!" in the most serious, bad-ass way I can. I MEAN IT! *insert evil parental laugh here*
