My washing machine started dumping water all over my kitchen floor this morning. It took about 15 towels to mop up the mess. I have all those dirty towels hung over the table and chairs outside on the patio. All those dirty towels and no washing machine to wash them in. There must be some kind of curse because 2 years ago the week before we planned to go to Utah our dryer quit on me.
Ezra likes to tackle anybody that is laying on the floor or the couch. These boys are crazy. Cagey got a pillow case out one night and put it over his head- he made the mistake of laying on the ground and when he tried to get up Ezra tackled him back to the ground. Cagey was screaming, "Ezra, I'm not a pillow! I'm not a pillow, Ezra!"
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