would think I was babysitting gangsters, not little girls:
"Let's not get crazy & have a sit-down, before someone gets whacked."
:D
Monday, July 18, 2011
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Asks MeMe: Where's Baby Blankie? ...
Mommy: Check the dryer.
MeMe: Found him! He was in the dryer!
Mommy: Is baby blankie a girl or a boy?
MeMe: Kinda both. It depends. It changes.
Mommy: So it's a trans-gendered baby blankie?
MeMe: No. Polar fleece.
~
MeMe: Found him! He was in the dryer!
Mommy: Is baby blankie a girl or a boy?
MeMe: Kinda both. It depends. It changes.
Mommy: So it's a trans-gendered baby blankie?
MeMe: No. Polar fleece.
~
Guess who's on Tooth Fairy duty AGAIN?
Second time this week. Fourth time in a month.
Someone PLEASE buy this kid a pony,
so she'll stop ripping her teeth out for cash.
~
Someone PLEASE buy this kid a pony,
so she'll stop ripping her teeth out for cash.
~
Listening to 3 little girls in my kitchen ...
making s'mores with the Easy Bake oven.
I smell something burning and suspect it's probably my nerves.
~
I smell something burning and suspect it's probably my nerves.
~
Sunday, July 3, 2011
I'm smart enough to know ...
the tap tap tap on my arm in the grocery store
and "Mommy, we're outta icecream cones"
doesn't mean we're out of icecream cones, it means we're out of waffle cones
I also know the big cute eyes mean I'm gonna spend the next hour & a half
suffering through Gnomeo and Juliet.
~
and "Mommy, we're outta icecream cones"
doesn't mean we're out of icecream cones, it means we're out of waffle cones
I also know the big cute eyes mean I'm gonna spend the next hour & a half
suffering through Gnomeo and Juliet.
~
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
it's important to be specific, so mommy doesn't have a heart-attack
Baby-girl (in the fridge): "Thank you for getting old!"
Me: "Uh. PARDON ME???"
Baby-girl: "Cheese. Thank you for getting old cheddar."
Me: "Thank you for clarifying..."
~
Me: "Uh. PARDON ME???"
Baby-girl: "Cheese. Thank you for getting old cheddar."
Me: "Thank you for clarifying..."
~
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Says the baby-girl: We're getting a new principal at our school...
Me: Oh? How do you know?
Baby-girl: I met him. He came to my french class.
Me: What's his name?
Baby-girl: I don't remember.
Me: Was he nice?
Baby-girl: I don't remember.
Me: Was he old or young?
Baby-girl: I dunno.
Me: Well, was he older than me?
Baby-girl: Mommy! I don't KNOW!
Me: Well, was he younger or the same age or what?
Baby-girl: MOMMY!
Me: Do you remember ANYTHING?
Baby-girl: Yeah. He was TALLER than you.
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Baby-girl: I met him. He came to my french class.
Me: What's his name?
Baby-girl: I don't remember.
Me: Was he nice?
Baby-girl: I don't remember.
Me: Was he old or young?
Baby-girl: I dunno.
Me: Well, was he older than me?
Baby-girl: Mommy! I don't KNOW!
Me: Well, was he younger or the same age or what?
Baby-girl: MOMMY!
Me: Do you remember ANYTHING?
Baby-girl: Yeah. He was TALLER than you.
~
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