With a house full of little men, I never know what I'm going to find in different nooks and crannies around the house. I've found acorns in the dryer, used kleenex in clean linens, and bouncy balls in my underwear drawer. I should not have been surprised yesterday when I opened my oven to find a marble.
Not only do I wonder how it got there, but how long has it been there? And who is responsible? The things boys do....
On Raising Boys
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did you find out who put the marbles in the oven? that's funny!
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