So I was checking out my blog and trying to think about what I should post when I hear Peyton screaming from her room. Since she went to bed over an hour ago I went in to check on her. Luke had turned their light on, climbed into her crib and was jumping in her crib. Poor Peyton just looked at me with her sad, tired eyes for help. I turned off the light, picked Luke out of the crib and laid him into his bed and then picked Peyton up. I held her for about 5 minutes rocking her in my arms and then laid her down. She started crying and I was so mad at Luke. What was he thinking?
(This photo was from the archive and not from "the incident")
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