(Er..which is NOT to imply you aren't like, one of the best moms I know, cause you totally are. Just saying damn, you need a break.)
Heh. Both our friends asked me if I wanted to stay and have a drink. As in a shot.
Yeah, I could use a spa day. But then I don't know a woman who can't!
Fake food currently weirding me out: [link]
I generally try to stick to real food, but there are a few frozen fake things that are just so easy that I end up using them when I'm in a rush. So I can't quite make fun of that. But I can boggle.
Poor you, Cashmere. We had a moment ourselves today when Isaac went running ahead of me and Frances. "Slow down Isaac!" I yelled. Frances decided to add her two cents: "Stop Iyak or you mi-ight fall down!" At which point, Isaac tripped and fell and bonked his nose on a rock.
He barely paused to cry about it. But he was better behaved for the next, oh, 15 minutes.
And then we saw baby turtles! That was cool.
And I suddenly get Burrell's tag.
"Sister and Isaac"
I thought somebody had a new monster book out.
Duh.
I think there could be a children's book about Iyak, an Eskimo boy, and his kayak.
Yeah...something like that.
Kids' pronounciation cracks me up. Owen's current favorite cartoon is "Poster's Home for Imaginpary Pends."
Not breathing sucks. I am so thankful for asthma drugs, at least.
So much this. Also admitting that, yes, I do have asthma helped. A lot, actually.
Frances decided to add her two cents: "Stop Iyak or you mi-ight fall down!"
Cute! And prophetic.
Stoopid rain in stoopid nashville. Delaying my pwetty pwetty fast boys...
It was the best rain delay ever though.
"We have some great female fans out there and they need lovin'..."
Best. Rain. Delay. Ever.
My favorite of Em's is, "I yawst my rock and I can' bineit!
And I suddenly get Burrell's tag. "Sister and Isaac"
yeah, I forget that only I read it in their voices.