BT, that post is so sweet and seems to (since I am not a parent) encapsulate a lot of the feeling of being a new parent.
Also, have you ever considered being a writer, because that is beautiful?
I am cnsidering inviting my mom to my apartment (she has never been to any of my apartments) because I need to clean and need a reason, but she is really messy to and can't see very well so it doesn't have to be squeaky clean, just not a disgusting pigsty. Also, she can sniff and tell me where the cat pee smells that I am now immune to are coming from, since Miss Bobo is now peeing very well, but not in the litter box. Grrr. I caught her twice, so got those spots with the vinegar and peroxide, but I can't even tell anymore if there are other spots.
Dude, SNL had Chris Pine, Zach Quinto, AND Leonard Nemoy!
Aw, BT. I am confident that life with the little penguin will get easier. Eventually....
Oh, I'm not complaining. We're better off than many new parents. We have two doting grandparents who are taking up so much of the slack. And we have each other. This is my point, really; I'm so fortunate to have her. The thing that really gets me is that she's so appreciative of everything I do, and I just feel that she's doing so much more.
Dude, SNL had Chris Pine, Zach Quinto, AND Leonard Nemoy!
Watch here:
SNL: Star Trek Stars On Weekend Update: A Plea To Trekkies (VIDEO)
I'm sorry the penguinito is going through a rough patch, BT. Rough patches are sort of the proving ground of parenthood, with the sleep dep, and the incredibly grating howls and crying and the skin issues and the stuff that comes out of them.
But you're all weathering it fine. Particularly for two spots in a round shape. I'm glad Wallybee's parents are there for you.
But you're all weathering it fine. Particularly for two spots in a round shape. I'm glad Wallybee's parents are there for you.
It's true. We can call upon the awesome power of eight spots in four round shapes.
Which reminds me, I recently bought this t-shirt for myself: [link]
(Incidentally, tonight while I was walking the little man around the house to calm him down, there was one picture in particular that commanded his attention: an echidna. *sniff* My son.
Which reminds me, I recently bought this t-shirt for myself
Perfect!
If I had the powers of a platypus for today's brunch. I could lay the eggs and poison them if I wanted. Not that I want to poison my in-laws. It'd just be cool to be a walking poison omelette maker.
If I had the powers of a platypus for today's brunch. I could lay the eggs and poison them if I wanted. Not that I want to poison my in-laws. It'd just be cool to be a walking poison omelette maker.
Yeah, I have to inform you, there's a pretty rigid gender demarcation between laying the eggs and poisoning the omelettes. You'll need an accomplice, a Harley Quinn platypus to your Joker platypus if you will.
Hee. My shift has officially ended, and FiL just came out to shoo me off to bed. I told him I was waiting for the dishwasher to finish so I could unpack it. Next I see, he and MiL are bodily carrying Ryan's bassinette into their room. This has become a somewhat unpredictable household.
If I had the powers of a platypus for today's brunch. I could lay the eggs and poison them if I wanted. Not that I want to poison my in-laws. It'd just be cool to be a walking poison omelette maker.
Plus, you could garner fearful respect by informing them that, should you choose, you *could* poison their eggs, but because of your magnificent beneficence, you didn't.
