'Heart Of Gold'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Ooh, tough. A pair is always nice for cats, though.I agree with that, especially if they are already together.
Poor Owen! (and poor you)Seconding this. ~ma to him and you, and for not passing it to the whole house.
GC, sorry to hear about the root canal. I hope it goes ok.
Oh no, poor Owen!
Dylan is running a 101 fever and is cranky and tired with a runny nose, but I don't think it's anything more serious than a bad cold. Hopefully he'll be able to take a decent nap this afternoon and give the Tylenol time to work its magic.
Poor Owen! And poor Cashmere, having to clean that up!
Hopped on a bus. Went to the DMV, got my driving record (fastest DMV trip EVAH--I got a number, sat down, and they immediately called it). Walked a few blocks to Nordstrom Rack. Tried on a few shirts. Took the bus home. Am EXHAUSTED. WTF?
does anyone else find it ironic that meara took the bus to the DMV?
does anyone else find it ironic that meara took the bus to the DMV?Now that you mention it....
Poor Dylan. What is it with these sick kids. Cut it out. Start being healthy, I say.
Kids these days, never listen to growups.
Poor kid. When ever I hear about kids and projectile vomiting, I think of PARENTHOOD and "Gil what are you waiting for?" "I was waiting for her head to spin around" (or whatever the line was) .
I'm awake. Watching Saturday morning cartoons, and not wanting to go to work. Blah. Its a sunny day, can't I have it off?? Please.
both of my children are asleep on me. Very very cute but I can't move. Oh, and Frisco is purring like a kitten.
I thought Frisco WAS a kitten? It would have been stranger if the kids were purring like a kitten ;)
Still, a very cute image to picture.
omnis audis, that is EXACTLY how it happened. O said, "I have the hiccups." And I crouched down next to him to see if he was ok and then it came out like movie fx. Only instead of pea soup, it was applesauce.
When happens, you're in shock and unclear of exactly how to proceed next. Do you try to clean it up before the next heave? Do you wait for the kid to finish? Do you try to get him to a trashcan or the bathroom? Do you clean yourself up, the kid up or the couch up first. Owen was crying, I was trying to calm him down and still try to clean up.
Eventually, you pick one and spring into action but it takes a second to process.
DH had taken Olivia to the grocery so I had to run upstairs to get us both clean shirts, get towels for the couch, find a little trashcan for Owen, gather up the puked on blanket and clothes, wipe up, get Owen a drink of water and deposit everything in the sink in the laundry room.