Two days* with nine kids. Nuff Said.
(Thank God for Kidz Kamp or that would have been four days with nine kids.)
Mr. Hott Stuff and I make a pretty good team.
He is Super Dad / Super Uncle / Super Hubby / Super Chef / Super Dishwasher Loader / Super Diaper Changer/ Super Baby Rocker... I couldn't survive a day without him by my side.
He really is my Superman.
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