... said, "Madelyn, do not lap up the dog's water."
... heard, "Dad, I think I want to blow something up."*
... had a phone to each ear, a breast fully exposed with a small kidlet attached to it, two timers ringing and a partridge in a freaking pear tree.
*Okay, so she was talking about the bag of balloons Tom bought for Mad's birthday party. You know, the ones where I told him, "Hey, we didn't remember to get balloons. Can you grab a few while you're out?" In my mind, "helium-filled" and "tied with a pretty ribbon" were unnecessary descriptors based on the last four birthday parties held around here.
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Just another day in the life, huh?
So, you have a terrorist, a wanna be puppy, and you're a nudist? I'm trying to read between the lines wink wink.
Couldn't help myself ;)
LOL! That sounds a bit like my house! Never dull, right?
Ha-ha, nope... I won't have thought you'd need to say 'helium and ribbons', but my husband has done similar things,
many, many times.
And kudos to you for still BFing. It feels like forever ago for me.
I'm a klutz too. So much so that my mom lovingly refers to me as her little ballerina. It really does take some kin of skill to hurt ourselves so much.
And yes, I totally ran my tongue over my teeth! lol
Yesterday I heard myself say, "Don't lick the sidewalk!" Why why WHY would they lick a sidewalk?
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