The girls also came running in to tell me it was baby day. What's that I asked. When I went outside they had about 15 signs advertising "babby day", or "baddy day" as some read. They told me to sign in at the registry, and I could tour the baby museum. They had all their dolls lined up in different cradles, baskets, boxes etc. On each one was a paper describing the particular baby, what their names were , what food they eat, what words they can say, and the fact that they suck their thumb. It was free to tour, but a $5.00 fee would be charged if you touched the dolls. When Dad came home they immediately offered him a tour. Being the generous man he is, he was tempted to get the more expensive hands on experience. I reminded him that when he bought a picture at their art gallery last week, I found the dollar bill all cut up with scissors the next morning. I negotiated them down to 2 pennies per doll touch, which daddy gladly donated to the museum.
Another thing that made me laugh today, Emma was lying on the floor when Sierra ran over and started wrestling with her. Emma screamed, "Sierra just got her breath in my nose".
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