Because eenie meenie minie mo
What the frick was that?!!! I come running from the other room because it sounds like a class five disaster. God forbid I be in the basement because everything sounds like a trip to the ER from down there. Luckily its just a giant basket of toys I had on a shelf....wait for it... that one of the twins had climbed up and catapulted off. When I ask, 'Why did you do that?' She replies, 'Because eenie meenie minie mo.' So cute, right? Ya, it was. Now we are on the millionth eenie meenie minie mo and I'm starting to loose it. Now I'm calling bs on the naughty sh*$. I mean I called it earlier but no one was listening so now I'm really calling it. I know sometimes we do things we shouldn't and we can't explain why but I'm this close (I'm holding my fingers VERY close together) to calling in an exorcism. Eenie meenie minie mo my ass! I don't understand why the twins won't go to sleep at bedtime and then why they wake up at 5:45.