Yikes, Cashmere! And, go, Owen with the mad climbing skillz--but don't do that again for awhile, please!
Spike's Bitches 23: We've mastered the power of positive giving up.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Ooof, Cashmere. My heart goes out to you. I'm so glad he was still in your house, and unhurt. You poor thing.
Dear Owen,
Please dont scare your Mommy and Daddy to death, ever again.
Yeah, yeah. I know,
Auntie Cindy
Buy sleigh bells at a craft store, and tie them onto your baby gates (and door knobs to the outside). We did this after the Great Escape of '03.
Dear Owen,
Let me explain. No, no, it is too much. Let me sum up: DO NOT SCARE MOMMY AND DADDY LIKE THAT AGAIN (anytime soon).
Also, whatever you do, don’t ask Auntie Cindy’s son about door locks.
Narrator
Wow, Cashmere!
t feels glad to be living in a 1-storey house
Owen! Don't you be doing that!
It's the worst gut wrenching, panic-inducing feeling ever. However, I'm somewhat calmer. Even though I wish we'd bought a ranch style house now.
How did I end up with an infant Papillon?
One story houses are easier for them to sleep walk out of, during the middle of the night (cf my best friend K's son, B).
Nice letter, Narrator. You should have thrown some legal jargon at him though, too.
Too much stuff to worry about! Owen isn't meeting Christopher until they're both in college. Wait a minute. Make that until they're both old men.
On the upside, nobody could accuse me of thinking of my kids as accessories to my outfits.
Not unless they also intended to accuse you of having the fashion sense of a jackdaw.
What's a charismatic church?
One where the hymn book includes Barry White's "Can't Get Enough Of Your Love".
I like it, bt. Hmm, wonder if that's why so many reprobate soul singers have a gospel phase.