Did you check his fingers?
??? No. Sniff them?
'Safe'
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Did you check his fingers?
??? No. Sniff them?
Yeah, sniff them, and if he's not yet that adept at lighting matches, there might be signs, or some smudge of spent match head. It might be too late, now.
(I do so love the "order groceries online" option that the modern age has given us.)I just went to RiteAid to price something because I got annoyed that something was supposed to be free shipping until they realized I was a returning customer. So my reward for coming back? Getting assed on shipping. Still cheaper than buying it in person though so I clicked when I got home.
on second thought, has Cass been visiting?
I thought hers was more a lighter fetish.Clicky fire! Actually it's more the resulting fire that I like though. Fire pretty.
have you tried the green Photo Finish?I haven't. I use Alima's mineral foundation and that tends to take of my skin's tendency to skew red. But not always. Should I plan a trip to Sephora in my near future, Plei?
in related news of the hotI think I have a crush on the Jeff guy in the Fidelity commercial. No idea why but I do watch that commercial happily. At least until they get to the parts about Fidelity. Don't care as much about those bits.
CUTE BABIES!
Yeah - we have eaten lunch and stuff, so I doubt there would be any residuals at this point. He is still maintaining his innocence even as I told K-Bug what was going on and asking her to purge her room of matches (which she had for her candles).
Cute babies!
I played with a friend's six-month-old last night. So cute and giggly and cuddly.
Oh, dear. Patriot's game is on upstairs and downstairs. There's cheering and pounding going on from upstairs and downstairs. I think I just saw a foot come through my ceiling.
It's gonna be a long night. Maybe I should just watch the game.
Act like you found something and see if he confesses. Parenting by Pembleton, huh?
I think I just saw a foot come through my ceiling.
Bwah! You're kidding, I hope.
All of a sudden today the house reaked of that smell and our noses traced it up to my son's room. His toy room was positively odoriforous. He swears he did nothing. I went through both his room and his toy room and didn't find anything. K-Bug isn't home and all the adults were downstairs. I'm so confused. He maintains his innocence, but I can't come up with an other cause for that smell.
MMm, as someone who used to be a lil boy. By chance does he have any cap guns? If I recall, the lil rolls of "caps" were heavy in sulfur smell.
It's Ionesco's Rhinoceros. The first time I heard of MySpace I was like, "oh another social networking site." I checked it out, decided it was obnoxious and tried to ignore it. One by one I am watching my friends turn into rhinoceroses. Sometimes I wonder if maybe being a rhino wouldn't really be so terrible.
Oh lord, I would never have made that connection, but you're so right.