I'll begin this by telling you that Emma & Chloe LOVE bandaids. Now, that said...here's the story. I was in the kitchen cleaning up dinner dishes, and I was missing Emma. She was TOO quiet. I found her in my bathroom with the door locked...1st sign of guiltiness. I knocked on the door and told her to unlock it. (In the background, scrambling sounds....2nd sign of guiltiness.) I knock again and raise my voice telling her to open the door. I then started my famous counting. 1....2....3....4...click...the door unlocks. I open it and there she stands with about 10 bandaids on her feet. I was furious because she was wasting the bandaids I had just bought. Then, I kinda got tickled. I grabbed the camera because I thought this was blog-worthy. I tried not to let her see me laughing. Too funny....
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