Are we white trash?

There are some days that I feel I have my life together, the house clean and the children located. Other times, (like last night) I wonder if we have an unorganized, white trash life. I could not find Carson after church yesterday. It was getting cold and dark. I went to the backyard and found a trail of his clothing. He was by himself, naked with the hose. It was funny, but I think I need some help.


When we came inside, Carson said, "You funny mom, you take a pitur a me naked".

"That thing ate my book"

Today we went to the library to take back some books. Apparently, Carson has never seen the book return process. He watched as his favorite book, that he can read all by himself, go down the slide and disappear. He absolutely freaked out. He screamed, "That's my book!! That's my book. That thing ate my book". I am a mean mom so, 3 hours after we returned from the library, I had to remind him and take this video:

Make-up

Carson did a good job on his mascara job this morning!!

CARSON

I went downstairs for 3 minutes and Carson had a ravioli party while I was gone.
It is never boring at the Kimball home!!