I think the baby stole my last brain cell of creativity. I haven't been able to come up with a good topic in a while. Here's what's running around my cranial cavity...
The baby's playroom had us freaked out for a few days. He has a stuffed bear in there that stands on all fours. For the past few mornings when we walked in there, niether of us could remember if that bear was on all fours or sitting on its rear the night before, but in the morning, it's sitting on its rear. So, last night, we set the bear on all fours and slept anxiously awaiting the morning to see if the bear would mysteriously be back on its behind. It wasn't. I think reading those Twilight books is starting to freak me out. But I can't stop...I have to finish the story. In the meantime, I'm keeping my eye on that smiling little bear.
I have a month's worth of pictures on my digital camera. I haven't sat at the computer long enough to download them, so I'm sure once I do I will have plenty of blog fodder. Maybe I'll do that this weekend.
K-man was awake at 4:40 this morning. Not like awake for his bottle, but bright-eyed-and-bushy-tailed awake. And grinning. And keeping us awake. I thought for a moment about pointing to the clock and telling him what time it read. Before I could debate on the plausibility of his understanding my disgruntled tone, he had already stuck his tongue out at me and was blowing spit on us. Nothing like a little morning shower to start the day off...at 4:40AM. ugh. (my normal rise and shine time is 5:45 on work mornings)
2 comments:
Go home, have a margarita and go to bed.
Or beer.
I prefer beer.
-Chris
Weather Moose
That is something I totally would have done with the bear too! But mine would have been from watching too much Paranormal State on A&E!
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