A little passive aggressive, but I give her props for attempting privacy.
Perhaps I should try something like this when I’m trying to go to the bathroom or shave my legs.
Do not Dustrbe! Mommy’s peeing!
To: Mommy
January 15, 2010 by 7 Comments
I haven’t been feeling well the last few days. I’ve been fighting some sort of creepy crud that makes me sound more like Louis Armstrong and less like anything resembling a lady. In the midst of that I’ve been busy attending my new classes, hosting meet-and-greet Girl Scout meetings, and studying for my statistics quiz *which by the way I only missed two questions – so suck on that, doubters!*
Anyway, my daughter must have sensed that I wasn’t doing well. When I got home from class tonight I found this:
When I asked her about it she said: It’s you and me, mommy, and I’m giving you a flower. I used red and magenta and blue and peach and another magenta and pen. And, I wrote ‘Amelia to Mommy‘ at the top. Do you like it?
Of course I love it, but if I could finish sobbing like a freaking basket case from the sweetness of this picture I’d be able to actually tell her.
Until then it just goes something like this:
WAHHHH I-I-I-Love *Sniff* Yes, Oh, it’s WAHHHHHHH *wiping snot* I think it ‘s just…WAHHHHHH!
I got nothin!
October 24, 2008 by 3 Comments
It is cold and rainy and I’m aching to relax in a bubble bath. So, because I’m fresh out of ideas and uber-tired I leave you with this picture of Baby Charlotte taking over the web cam. Topless, no less!
p.s. The pictures hanging on the wall was passed down to us by my dear mother-in-law. Can anyone explain what the hell is happening to that poor guy in that boat. Either he’s on fire or he’s got some flaming gas coming out his wazoo! What do you think?
