Seriously? If I ever turn pretend and become gravely ill someone give squeakaboo and a-belle some scalples.Clovis. IJS.
Squeakaboo will just put a lot of barrettes in your hair.
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Seriously? If I ever turn pretend and become gravely ill someone give squeakaboo and a-belle some scalples.Clovis. IJS.
Squeakaboo will just put a lot of barrettes in your hair.
I gotta admit, while angry babies CAN be distressing when it goes on and on and on, a lot of the time, they are rather hilarious. It's like the toddler who screams "I hate you" because you won't let them gorge themselves on sugar. It wee will!
AND the lower lip wobbling! AMAZINGLY FUNNY! because it's so adorable and so stereotypical.
And that even though it was a three hour flight any number of them brought complete wardrobes and one guy had a big trunk full of money.
No, but the creepy bald dude has a briefcase full of knives.
Clovis. IJS.
Are we sure he'd put me back together?
Are we sure he'd put me back together?Not so much.
Well, not in one piece.
Frankly, when it isn't an actual distressing event, angry or upset kids are ridic funny. In some cases, laughing is bad, but ya wanna. God knows I cooed all sorts of obscene things at T when he was riled over the world not conforming to his will. Hell, D is almost 5 (holy shit, how did that happen?) and when he had a moment, it was mostly me trying not to convulse in laughter. Especially when T threw a hungry-fit and I was not fast enough for the wee dictator. D told me "I don't think you are very good at this" in a bid to get me to ignore the infant and go back to building transformers out of legos.
I still find that hysterically funny.
the banker was using the exchange rate backwards
Reminds me of the story of the Gimli Glider, where they had to calculate weight of fuel from the volume, and they used the factor for pounds instead of kilograms. Result: they ran out of fuel halfway between Montreal and Edmonton.
Especially when T threw a hungry-fit and I was not fast enough for the wee dictator.
He was hangry!
My friend's kid, when she was younger and therefore smaller and shorter than she is now, she had a full blown fit in an El Chico's over us telling her she couldn't get a piercing that day. I think she was like 4.
I adore wee Princess Grace! There was a magazine in Whole Foods with a celebration of Grace Kelly on the cover. Now I want to get it and send it to y'all.
Reminds me of the story of the Gimli Glider, where they had to calculate weight of fuel from the volume, and they used the factor for pounds instead of kilograms. Result: they ran out of fuel halfway between Montreal and Edmonton
Yeah. Although there was a whole series of bizarre coincidences/occurrences that had to happen in order for nobody to catch that boo-boo.