Oh Lord...
Well we're on day get-me-the-hell-outta-here for Zoey cutting a gazillion teeth. It's...trying.
Aw Sienna, you're sweeping that's so great! Oh, Zoey you want to sweep too? OK! Here, we even have another little broom for ya! Awesome!
Oh...is that not what you wanted?? What if I help you stand just like your big sis'??
Yikes...OK....obviously not
Uhh ok, let's try something else...
Oh man, that's not helping
I see we've reached level "life is over as I know it" up into the carrier you go. For the rest of the day.
Again.
Rinse. Repeat. All damn day.
Until...
Here Zoey try my juice box!
Oh sorry hun she doesn't even know how to drink out of a straw
Or she does...OK...I guess she's also ok with orange juice...
Soccer was a good distraction too. She even threw this around:
Although one of the little boys sisters kicked a soccer ball close to Zo and her mom said oh hun be careful of the baby. I said ah don't worry about it! Then overheard the girl tell her mom "that baby glared at me." Ha...welcome to my life kid.
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