clint got home from work early which was great. he helped me finish up pratt's furniture for his new room. actually, clint did most of the work. okay...like 99% of it. but still. i'm fragile, right? ha. right. fragile. now there's a word that has never been used to describe me. unless you're talking my state of mind...and then, well...yes..maybe.
dad took us for a ride since we haven't left the house in 3 days. and then we came back home and made pizza. then chocolate puppy chow. yummy. this was pratt's first batch. if he's anything like me and his sugar, he will be begging for more when it's all gone. AND he'll be eating it for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
after dinner, dad and pratt got out the playdoh. and made a frog.
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