Week of Money: Where I am denied entry into my own bedroom because of a passcode

DAY ONE

He loves it when they snuggle. He set them up like this.

DAY TWO

12:15 p.m. —

Little Bun: Mommy, the passcode is _ _ _ _.

Me: Okay.

*knocking on door later*

Little Bun: PASSCODE PLEASE.

Me: 3928?

Little Bun: *in a robot voice* Incorrect.

Me: 9238?

Little Bun: *in a robot voice* Incorrect.

Me: *makes a whimper sound*

Little Bun: Okay okay.. I’ll let you in….

LOL .. locked out of my own bedroom because I can’t remember a 4-digit passcode.

DAY THREE

These are such heartwarming stories:

DAY FOUR

We finished this and it was SO BIG THIS TIME!

DAY FIVE

I buy him a whole bunch of books

And I even thrift all of these for only $20! Brand new they’d be over $100 easy.

DAY SIX

9:25 a.m. —  Little Bun: IMAGINE MOMMY. A bus with two wheels and they all go at an angle so they would look super cool!

Me: Well if they went in at an angle, depending on the angle, the bus would just spin in a circle… I mean you would have to make sure the angles allow you to go in a straight line, as if they dip to the side…

*Little Bun cuts me off*… Mommy.. I didn’t want you ruining my cool bus idea with your physics stuff….

DAY SEVEN

8:25 p.m. — I am reading in bed…

Little Bun: *leaps on top of me*

Me: What!? What is this?

Little Bun: *Ahhhh a Mommy Bed*

Me: NO MOMMY BED. How am I supposed to ..

Little Bun: *Shh shh*… Mommy Beds are not supposed to talk or move

Me: No Mommy bed.

Little Bun: Fine. *wiggles* Ahhhh MOMMY COUCH.

Me: WHAT?

(LOL)

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