Or rugby shirts. How cute are my men?
Saturday, November 30, 2013
Friday, November 22, 2013
Oh, don't be fooled by that cute face. He's really a stinky, disgusting, smelly, gross boy. Today he made such an insanely nasty poopy mess in the bathroom, Birdie walked around the corner and saw it and started dry heaving.
I'm thinking you haven't really lived until you've cleaned up poop footprints from your bathroom floor.
KKP, if you're reading this...while cleaning poo this morning, I could only think of the Bob Saget scene from "Dumb and Dumberer," which then led me to think about which one of my friends would know the reference, which made me think of you and your love for the original. So, there you go. Today I was thinking of your pretty face whilst knee-deep in crap. :)
Wednesday, November 20, 2013
Thursday, November 14, 2013
...Birdie, in the category of "Melt my heart with the best compliment ever."
B: When I grow up and have a little girl, I'm gonna name her Andrea, because I love you so much, Momma, that I want another Andrea.
Tuesday, November 12, 2013
Saturday, November 9, 2013
Friday, November 8, 2013
Birdie asked me to start going to pre-school. So, we've settled on a "kinder-ready" class at the children's museum, one of our favorite places to go. On the way to her first class yesterday, out of the blue:
B: I don't need you to pick me up anymore.
M: What do you mean?
B: Pick me up or hold me.
M: Why is that?
B: Because I'm four.
Just go ahead and rip my heart right out, why don'tchya?
How am I ever going to get through the first day of kindergarten?