The hubs, on seeing my youngest go trotting by holding a partially opened box of powdered sugar.

"Get it, quick! I just took that away from her earlier, too! She must have got it when the big kids opened the pantry... it was barely open, but she was laying face down on top of the box, kicking her feet and sweeping her hands and snorting it up like an 80s party girl."

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I hear racing footsteps down the hall, with *snap* "Ow!" every few steps. My two oldest are chasing one another, playing snap the underpants waistband. And laughing hysterically. When the hubs gets up to make coffee, they sneak up behind him and snap his waistband.
Hee!

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I decided to refresh the lovely copper shade of my hair on Thanksgiving morning. I applied it to my roots and combed the color through my hair and massaged per the instructions.

Despite my adherence to the laws of Feria, I ended up with Deep Copper roots and ends, and a 6" long, head-circling band of faded red color on the hair between my eyebrows and my chin. Hah! I'm so re-coloring.