poor baby. giving up naps is hard.(predictably, when i tried to move her to her bed, she popped awake.)
Saturday, March 8, 2008
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overheard in the playroom
as the children cast their "fishing rods" (string tied to batons):
me: "ladies, try not to bash each other in the head."
child: "why?"
blah, blah, blah
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March
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- possibly the best slogan ever
- wii are not amused
- it's raaaining, it's snooowing!
- robin! robin! robin! part deux
- robin! robin! robin!
- sample night at the liquor store?!
- orange you glad you're not two?
- future supermodel
- honk if you're an urban white liberal
- the new new math
- can i get caramel syrup on that?
- the hair o' the antihistamine that bit her
- my new hero
- don't say i didn't warn you
- here's one for the baby book
- ouch, ouch, ouch
- i could lie down on the kitchen floor and sleep, too
- come again?
- the things we do for love
- ah, drugs
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i SAID
- [sound of scream here]
- beeyatch
- chicks rule and boys drool
- crabby old lady
- crash bang splat
- food and drink
- for real?
- funny monkeys
- i had a brain somewhere
- kill the groundhog
- love and marriage
- mommy madness
- my carcass
- oopsie
- peanut patrol
- scandihoovians
- things that really matter
- trifles and frippery
- when it started to begin
1 comment:
Ok, the fact that she's wearing a coat makes it appear she came in from a hard day of shopping & dropped onto the floor (luckily, Elmo went shoping with her). Too funny!! Time to learn scrapbooking!
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