I came home from work one day last week to The Hubs telling me that the boys threw all of their toys out the window.
Really, fellas? This is what we're doing now? Throwing our shit out the window?
The kids' rooms are all on the second floor, and we rarely, if ever, open their windows, because I have an enormous fear that they will push out the screens and fall out. However, one day recently it was hot, so we pulled the windows down from the top a few inches to let the air circulate. Apparently, when left to their own devices in their room, they decided to pull it down a little more, stand on the end of their bed, and throw every stuffed animal, every Lego, EVERYTHING they could find, out the window. The Hubs had to lock them out of the room so he could crawl out and retrieve all the pieces that were in the gutters or on the roof.
I was going to post this story on Facebook, but knew my mom would read it and FREAK THE F@#K OUT. But since she doesn't read the blog, and frankly I don't know if she even knows about the blog, I felt safe sharing it here.
To those of you who know her - JEN - I'M TALKING TO YOU - do NOT relate this story. It's just best that way.
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