If you can't be a saint, strive for demigod.
At the risk of sounding gay... I feel you on that - My only problem is when I do get to do that he wants nothing to do with me! (my kid you pervert, geez)
Oh, I wasn't even thinking perverted, you twit!! And you're right. Kids have their own agenda. Now if it were her and Geo at home, I'd be going home to empty pizza boxes and root beer bottles with those two passed out watching the Cartoon Channel.
it's a snuggly winnie the pooh kind of day. j almost blew away with her umbrella like she was in the 100 acre wood.
It's a gray, chilly, damp day, which makes it perfect for hot cocoa/hot tea, many blankets piled on the couch, and a cheesy Disney dvd.Hazel is right -- it's a blustery day.
Empty pizza boxes and root beer bottles and passed out watching the cartoon channel.....that Geo is a good daddy.
Hazel - These are the best snuggle weeks. Then cabin fever sets in.Last I recall, J weighed twenty lbs soaking wet; hence, no surprise on her flight. :)CP - You see?! I'm right on this one. Stupid work said that wasn't a good enough excuse to leave.B&M - Yes, he is. He is the perfect blend of buddy, mentor, and "I'll beat your ass if you do that again". Dink worships him.
me too, most of the time.
Rowan - I miss the little crumb snatcher the second I drop her off at daycare.
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