Nannyviews. Or not.

We had a nanny interview tonight but she didn't show. Yay! I didn't want to talk to her anyway, right?

But while we were waiting for her our girls were watching the thunder & lightening storm, and falling asleep their favorite ways.

I'll take C4's way, snuggled with stuffies, surrounded by blankies, reading a book, thanks:



Q3, as usual, took the hard way. She was crying (tired). Then we hear her say she was allergic to dairy. Then she conked out.

I walked in and couldn't see her



Then I found her hugging her new Owney suffie (thank you MeMe, they love those guys)



Then I found her feet.