THE BLOG
Over heard coming in the front door a few minutes ago: Emie: [crying] But why daddy? Why can’t I stay the night with the boys? Jeff: Because little girls don’t stay the night at little boys’ houses. Emie: But I want to spend the night with boys. I like sleeping with boys. Why won’t you...
Overtime!?! Are you trying to take years off my life? I may not survive this one. *ETA: DOUBLE OVERTIME?! I’ve seen this one before and it does not end well. ** Triple OVERTIME!?! I can’t breath. ***Yep, told ya I’d seen this one. Excuse me while I go resuscitate Jeff. And cry. Don’t forget lots...
*sniff sniff* I’m still crying!
Sniff, sniff. I’m really sad.
I think I finally finished the Christmas cards. Maybe. I’ll link to the completed project later. If you’re good. (Jeff even bought me a new photo printer. Boy I love that man.) But for now, I’m putting cherubs in bed and myself soon after, as we are all nursing low grade fevers. Just what I...
sorry y’all are feeling bad. nothing worse than being sick for the holidays.
Somebody please tell a tiny little hamster/gerbil/rat/whateverthehellitis to get off the damn wheel or it’s little life is very much in trouble. On second thought the damn thing did just wake me up in time to not flunk out of NaBloMe. Goodnight, there may or may not be a hamster/gerbil/rat-thingy around here in the morning*....
lol. no one told you to take the wheel out of the cage at night?? hope the rodent survived!
Bless his rodenty little heart for saving your head
from exploding! 🙂
“I like sleeping with boys. Why won’t you let me?”
yeah, why won’t you let her?????
SQUEE!!! That is freaking HILARIOUS!!!!