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Meet my cleaning ladies...
I mentioned earlier that I cancelled our cleaning lady, Ms. Irene, this week. Well, look who showed up in my living room. Ha! The two cutest cleaning ladies I've ever laid eyes on ;) They love to play together and I can't help but smile when Claire says, "Mya let's play Miss Irene." So sweet.

 Claire is a funny kiddo. Daily we go through the routine of telling her, "You don't have to take a nap/go to sleep. Just lay quietly." Within ten minutes, she's fast asleep. The same is true at school. The kiddo needs a nap given the early mornings that we share, so skipping naps is not an option at this point. However, I also do not want the battles. Therefore, we trick her into sleeping. That being said, no trickery was necessary for these pictures. We got up, Claire picked out her little morning snack (yes, I know...not a healthy choice), I jumped in the shower, and ten minutes later, we have this:

There is nothing like a sleeping babe no matter the age.
 Mya has been wanting to use Claire's IXL alot lately. Thankfully, Claire has been a fantastic sharing girl. However, you'd assume otherwise looking at this picture. Mya is huddled between a chair and the base of our kitchen table. I didn't even know she was there until I searched. What a doll!

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Anonymous said…
Hello,
Those kiddos are adorable..We missed you last weekend. Wish you all could have been here. We had so much fun skiing!Oh well..almost one year done and we are thankful! Talk to you later...
love ya,J

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